Chapter 1

I ran, my feet slamming against the ground. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breath shot in and out of me so fast i thought my lungs would burst.just keep running.just keep running.

I tried to scream, but couldnt breath. i could hear his footsteps, right behind me, coming closer and closer. Thud, Thud, Thud

. A tree limb scratched my cheek, and blood trickled down my face. My feet, only covered my flip flops were covered in scratched, thorns, mud, and dirt. As i tried to duck underneath a tree branch, a firm hand gripped my shoulder firmly. i tried to scream again, but a rugh callosed hand covered my mouth.God, please no! dont let him do this..

those words rung through my head. Tears blurred my vision as he tackled me to the ground and pinned my arms above my head.His hand lossened, and fell of my mouth to pull on my clothes. i whispered Feebly, " Please stop! no no please.." my words fell to death ears, the only way knew he heard me is because he slapped me and told me to shut up.
please..
no...
god..help me..

he covered my mouth again as he pulled of his clothes. my bare skin was pressed against the rugh forest floor. Suddenly, in the bottom of my stomach there was a searing pain.
god make him stop...it hurts

Tears poured down my face. I managed to bite his hand, and when it flew off my mouth, i screamed for my life, praying someone would rescue me, anyone.

Chapter 2

I woke up, screaming.
Again.
Four months later, i still had nightmares. i took the usual twenty minutes to calm down. the same thoughts that i always thought after having that dream began to run through my head. why me? of all people, me. i never skipped school, and i made straight As.why not the girls who snuck out and got themselves i into that? all i was doing was taking my dog out for a walk.
flashback-

I heard leaves crunch behind me. "hello?!" i yelled, frightened.stop, your overracting Carie i told myself. then i saw a face. Mr. Rogers from next door. he was following me. then i started running.

end of flashback-

I still cant believe it was Mr.Rogers who raped me. he was perfectly happy.married, had kids. but no he had to go and attack me. he ought be proud of himself.
I was also four months pregnant.

Chapter 3

I jumped in the shower washing my body, once, two, three times before i felt clean. ever since that night, i couldnt shake the feeling of being dirty.
I looked down at my swollen belly, and couldnt push away the small sliver of disgust i felt covered by love. i always felt the disgust, thinking of his father. my poor baby boy, who no matter what people said i would not abort. i had always been pro-life.
i shook myself from my thoughts and headed towards the door, trying to think of test, school, anything but that night.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 30.11.2011

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