Rape Joke Dear everyone in the universe who believes they know me better than I know myself,
I feel as if I am stuck in a hole and no one can hear my screams. I lay in bed thinking about what I have done to myself. My mom and dad don’t understand they try to, but after what happened no one will understand. I can explain it over a million times but I can never understand it for them. My parents, well my parents think I am better now because of my medication and therapy bull shit, they like to forget about what happened to me. They can’t forget. I can’t forget. Every time I close my eyes I see flashes of what happened and chills run up and down my spine. Fear overcomes my body as I lay restless. I like to be treated …show more content…
I’ve never been the party type of gal but I was invited to a kickback party with my best friends, Sidney, Haley, and Allexys. So I really didn’t think much of it besides the fact that it would’ve been fun to finally go out for a change. Of course we all wore something that flattered our type and tried to look as best we can, it was a party so obviously my friends wanted to look nice for the guys. My boyfriend David came with me, if you don’t know Davids my boyfriend, he decided to go with me because he’s the party type of dude and I’m not the party type of gal. I thought it would be fun you know? Finally leaving the house and actually have some fun. I really didn’t think that anything bad would happen since so many of my friends were there. My …show more content…
I didn’t know where I was or how i got there I only remember what happened to me…
I woke up on a lawn, scared out of my mind, in pain. I saw bruises on my legs and arms and scratches around my body. I ran home. I walked into my house and my mom ran up to me asking where have I been and what have I been doing and if I was okay. I fell into her arms crying. And I told her. While I’m trying to take in air.
“Mom, I got rapped. I don’t know how just three guys at a party I went to. Mom I’m scared, everything hurts.”
She looked up at me with worriness within her eyes. A tear after the other shedding down her face. She picks me up and tells me everything is going to be okay.
I hope everything was going to be. She took to the hospital and they ran a rape kit. Asked me all kinds of questions.
David came running in, he came towards me, he asked me if I was okay, that he was sorry. I yelled.
Sorry doesn’t reverse what happened to me right? DOES IT?
“WHERE WERE YOU HUH!!” I slapped him across the face with raging anger flooding my body.
“YOU LEFT ME THERE! I COULD’VE DIED! YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO WATCH OUT FOR ME! WHERE WERE YOU! YOU LEFT ME THERE TO DIE! DON’T COME NEAR ME! LEAVE ALONE! LEAVE!!!! I HATE YOU!
I feel as if I am stuck in a hole and no one can hear my screams. I lay in bed thinking about what I have done to myself. My mom and dad don’t understand they try to, but after what happened no one will understand. I can explain it over a million times but I can never understand it for them. My parents, well my parents think I am better now because of my medication and therapy bull shit, they like to forget about what happened to me. They can’t forget. I can’t forget. Every time I close my eyes I see flashes of what happened and chills run up and down my spine. Fear overcomes my body as I lay restless. I like to be treated …show more content…
I’ve never been the party type of gal but I was invited to a kickback party with my best friends, Sidney, Haley, and Allexys. So I really didn’t think much of it besides the fact that it would’ve been fun to finally go out for a change. Of course we all wore something that flattered our type and tried to look as best we can, it was a party so obviously my friends wanted to look nice for the guys. My boyfriend David came with me, if you don’t know Davids my boyfriend, he decided to go with me because he’s the party type of dude and I’m not the party type of gal. I thought it would be fun you know? Finally leaving the house and actually have some fun. I really didn’t think that anything bad would happen since so many of my friends were there. My …show more content…
I didn’t know where I was or how i got there I only remember what happened to me…
I woke up on a lawn, scared out of my mind, in pain. I saw bruises on my legs and arms and scratches around my body. I ran home. I walked into my house and my mom ran up to me asking where have I been and what have I been doing and if I was okay. I fell into her arms crying. And I told her. While I’m trying to take in air.
“Mom, I got rapped. I don’t know how just three guys at a party I went to. Mom I’m scared, everything hurts.”
She looked up at me with worriness within her eyes. A tear after the other shedding down her face. She picks me up and tells me everything is going to be okay.
I hope everything was going to be. She took to the hospital and they ran a rape kit. Asked me all kinds of questions.
David came running in, he came towards me, he asked me if I was okay, that he was sorry. I yelled.
Sorry doesn’t reverse what happened to me right? DOES IT?
“WHERE WERE YOU HUH!!” I slapped him across the face with raging anger flooding my body.
“YOU LEFT ME THERE! I COULD’VE DIED! YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO WATCH OUT FOR ME! WHERE WERE YOU! YOU LEFT ME THERE TO DIE! DON’T COME NEAR ME! LEAVE ALONE! LEAVE!!!! I HATE YOU!