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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was kind of late that night, I’d had a few drinks, so I was feeling alright. I happened to be the youngest one there, But nobody really seemed to care. We were all having a really good time, And I had to admit I was looking fine. Because the party was ending soon, I walked upstairs to use the restroom. When I got out the bathroom somebody grabbed me, His hands dug into my ribs extremely tightly. I was yelling at him to let me go, He locked the door and threw me on the floor. He got on top of me to hold me down, While some of his friends came around. One guy had taken off my jeans, The music was drowning out my screams. He lifted up my shirt and squeezed my chest, Another guy came and started touching my breast. One guy ripped my panties off, Another guy came and got on top. One guy was holding my arms over my head, And two more guys were holding my legs. One guy punched me because I was fighting back, There were 8 guys involved in this attack. They rubbed their privates in my face, And asked me if I wanted a taste. They did it to me while I was on my back, And they sarcastically asked if I was liking that. Some hours passed and they were still having fun, At the age of thirteen, my virginity was gone. Seven of the guys had penetrated me, The other one stood there and watched the whole thing. When they were done they all laughed at me, They threw me my clothes and told me to leave. By that time most of the people were gone, And I had to find my own way home. I was in pain from my head to my feet, My panties were red, they had made me bleed. I got in the shower, then I took a bath, I did whatever I could to try and relax. Years have passed and I am haunted by that day, That memory sticks with me and won’t go away. There is one thing that I have found, Is that they belong six feet underground.
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