I can't believe the news...
Just ask Rylie and she'll tell you the same thing that I am about to tell you.
The other night, at the get together with Rylie and her dad, I decided that I would gather up all my courage and tell the gang the horrible news that I had learned from Dr. K.
I told them about how I had been raped while I was in Balamb in early December. I didn't tell anyone about it because I was afraid that people would think I was just saying this because I was wanting attention or something. But anyways, back to the story. I was sitting at the bar, alone of course (Mrs. Dincht would've gone with me, but she said that she was tired), when some guy walked up to me and started chatting up a storm. We got to talking and I had a maragarita ( I'm not a big drinker) when I suddenly got the urge to go to the bathroom. Not thinking to take my half margarita with me, I slipped off the barstool and proceeded to the restroom. Little did I realize that this guy was just lookiing for a good time. When I got back to the bar, he was acting differently. He was being all sweet and hanging over me. But being the naive person that I am, I just figured he was being nice.
It was around 3:00 in the morning when we finally realized what time it was. I figured that I could just walk back to Mrs. Dincht's house, considering it wasn't too far, forgetting that I didn't have my chain whip with me. He was like "Oh, someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be walking around in the dark all by yourself this early in the morning. Please, I would be happy to take you to wherever it is your staying." Not thinking, I gratefully accepted his offer, which I would later realize was a huge mistake.
All I remember is falling asleep in his car from exhaustion (another stupid move)and waking up in the back of an alley somewhere, tied to bars that looked like those in prison windows. He was standing in front of me, and quickly spun around after hearing me stir. He slowly moved toward me, and I noticed that he had his shirt half un-buttoned, and that there was a knife shoved in his undone belt. I quickly realized where this was going and tried to break free from the bonds, but seeing me struggle just drove him to tighten the ropes. (that's why I have been wearing long sleeves for the past couple of weeks, from the rope burns on my wrists)
With all the bonds that he had put on me, it was nearly impossible for me to move, thus making his mission all the more easier for him to accomplish. As he began to slip me out of my clothes, and himself out of his, he would tell me that if I said/did certain things to him (I leave that up to your imagination) then he would "go easier on me". I refused, causing him to use his knife to cut my arms, and a few places across my chest. That's the last thing I remember.
I woke up on Mrs. Dincht's doorstep, with nothing on, in the pouring rain. I was freezing, and all I could think about was the events that occured earlier that morning. And the sad thing is, I don't remember his face, what kind of car he drove, nothing. I don't even remember how I got back to the house. It was the most humilating experience of my entire life.
One good thing did come out of the whole experience. I get to bring another life into this world. I never thought that I would ever have the chance to experience that. It's actually got me kind excited.
All of that, and I'm only 19 years old.
The other night, at the get together with Rylie and her dad, I decided that I would gather up all my courage and tell the gang the horrible news that I had learned from Dr. K.
I told them about how I had been raped while I was in Balamb in early December. I didn't tell anyone about it because I was afraid that people would think I was just saying this because I was wanting attention or something. But anyways, back to the story. I was sitting at the bar, alone of course (Mrs. Dincht would've gone with me, but she said that she was tired), when some guy walked up to me and started chatting up a storm. We got to talking and I had a maragarita ( I'm not a big drinker) when I suddenly got the urge to go to the bathroom. Not thinking to take my half margarita with me, I slipped off the barstool and proceeded to the restroom. Little did I realize that this guy was just lookiing for a good time. When I got back to the bar, he was acting differently. He was being all sweet and hanging over me. But being the naive person that I am, I just figured he was being nice.
It was around 3:00 in the morning when we finally realized what time it was. I figured that I could just walk back to Mrs. Dincht's house, considering it wasn't too far, forgetting that I didn't have my chain whip with me. He was like "Oh, someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be walking around in the dark all by yourself this early in the morning. Please, I would be happy to take you to wherever it is your staying." Not thinking, I gratefully accepted his offer, which I would later realize was a huge mistake.
All I remember is falling asleep in his car from exhaustion (another stupid move)and waking up in the back of an alley somewhere, tied to bars that looked like those in prison windows. He was standing in front of me, and quickly spun around after hearing me stir. He slowly moved toward me, and I noticed that he had his shirt half un-buttoned, and that there was a knife shoved in his undone belt. I quickly realized where this was going and tried to break free from the bonds, but seeing me struggle just drove him to tighten the ropes. (that's why I have been wearing long sleeves for the past couple of weeks, from the rope burns on my wrists)
With all the bonds that he had put on me, it was nearly impossible for me to move, thus making his mission all the more easier for him to accomplish. As he began to slip me out of my clothes, and himself out of his, he would tell me that if I said/did certain things to him (I leave that up to your imagination) then he would "go easier on me". I refused, causing him to use his knife to cut my arms, and a few places across my chest. That's the last thing I remember.
I woke up on Mrs. Dincht's doorstep, with nothing on, in the pouring rain. I was freezing, and all I could think about was the events that occured earlier that morning. And the sad thing is, I don't remember his face, what kind of car he drove, nothing. I don't even remember how I got back to the house. It was the most humilating experience of my entire life.
One good thing did come out of the whole experience. I get to bring another life into this world. I never thought that I would ever have the chance to experience that. It's actually got me kind excited.
All of that, and I'm only 19 years old.