Dear Diary, August 5th, 2014
I'm at a loss for words .... I don't know what to say. I never imagined something like this would happen to me. I've been in a daze since I made it home. The person who took me, they put a bag over my head, threw me in a car, and he ... he raped me. I tried to fight him off, screaming for help but he knocked me out. When I woke up I was so sore I could barely move, opening my eyes I found I was by my mom's grave again. I knew it wasn't a dream because my clothes were ripped and there was blood. I had limped my way home, sneaking in through my bedroom window. Stepping into the shower I let the water cascade down my skin, washing away the grimy feeling I had. All I could think is that I hope he used protection. Once I was content with being clean I slid under my fluffy comforter and I'm still here, even a couple days later. I haven't found the courage to leave my room, let alone the house. I'll end here today. Goodbye ...
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