A Tragedy

Chapter 3

This chapter is extremely vulgar. I'm sorry but it has to be said. For the sake of myself and everyone else who has been a victim. It must be put out there. You must know. It is part of my story.

"I lay on the floor feeling broken and unwanted. I could only think about how things turned so sour so fast. Suddenly I was in second grade. I was six. A year younger than everyone else. I didn't fit in. I was chubby and shy. I was picked on. But I was intelligent. I loved to read and write. It was my escape from everything. My teacher always gave me extra time to do both of those things. One day walking home everything got a whole lot worse."

I don't want to go home. Please don't make me go home. I thought as I made my way down the sidewalk. I heard a honking and looked up to see my best friends dad sitting in his van. I ran up to him and leaned on the car. "Hey Mr. Lewis." I said, trying to be as cheery as possible. "Hello there, Dessteny. Its hot out here do you want a ride?" He asked. I bit my lip for a minute. Mommy always said not to get into a car with a stranger. But he isn't a stranger. He's Mr. Lewis, I argued with myself. "Sure thing." I said and hopped into his van. He starts driving making small talk along the way. I saw him go past the turn to my neighborhood but shrugged. There is another way in. When he went past that one too, I began to worry. I made a mistake, I should have refused. I should have kept walking. He stopped the car suddenly. He got into the back of the van with me and put a hand on my knee. "You know, I've liked you ever since I first saw you." He said. He started stroking my knee and I tried moving away. He grabbed my knee and held me there. He got closer to me and started kissing my neck. I tried to push him away but he was too strong. He kissed my lips, holding my face still with his strong hand. I felt tears rushing down my cheeks. He kissed them away. He started moving his hand under my skirt. He began rubbing me and he moved my underwear to stick a finger in. I fought to get up and run away screaming. He pushed me back and covered my mouth, ripping my clothes off. "I don't want to hurt you. But if you keep it up I'll just have to" he said. He started taking his clothes off. His pants fell to the ground and I started screaming at the top of my lungs again. He quickly hit me and covered my mouth. "You really did it now" he snarled. I started sobbing as he shoved himself inside of me. I screamed against his hand, crying in pain. Wanting my daddy. He was going crazy. He was panting loudly. I began screaming louder. Then he hit me in the head. I saw stars and everything began going dark. "Help" I said. Before losing consciousness completely.