On the night of October 23rd, her life shatters.
A seven-year-old girl wakes in silence, her body broken and her spirit trembling.
With nothing but pain and moon to guide her, she escapes into the darkness, bleeding, barefoot, and alone.
Under a pal...
On the night of October 23 at 11 p.m., when she woke up, she saw no man in front of her, but somehow she felt terrified. It wasn't because the man was gone; her lower body hurt so badly she couldn't even walk. But if she wanted to go home, she had to escape from that place. She had endured a horrific ordeal. She had been brutally raped, leaving her physically and emotionally shattered. The criminal had already left the place.
She stood up and tried to find a way out of the house. After some time, a young boy entered the room, his voice filled with concern.
"Run; I'll help you escape. You'll return to your family," he said, trying to place a hand on her shoulder to give her strength.
But her body moved on its own, reacting without her approval. Still, the mention of her family stirred her. Despite the excruciating pain, she summoned all her strength to walk.
He began searching for a way to get her out of that place and soon spotted a window. He knew he had the keys to all the windows in the house.
He ran out of the room, saying, "Wait, I'll be right back with the keys."
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She stood there waiting for the boy to return.
After five minutes, he came back with the keys and unlocked the door.
He successfully helped her escape by opening the small locked window in the room. He gave her an address to reach her home and urged, "Go home!"
She looked at his face, wondering who this boy was and how he knew her home address. She wanted to ask, but escaping from that place was enough for her at that moment.
She leapt out of the window and escaped into the night, her first instinct being to put as much distance between herself and the house as possible. She kept running, glancing back at the house every few minutes. Her inner thighs were swollen, her knees and elbows badly injured, and the inside of her body felt torn apart, as if someone had cut through her legs. Despite all the pain, she forced herself to keep running and forget the agony.
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After five minutes, the house vanished completely from sight, and she felt some relief.
But it was midnight, and she wanted to rest for a moment.
She sat down in front of a big house, feeling safer because a guard was standing at the gate. Looking at the house, she noticed a digital wall clock showing exactly 11:59 p.m. She remembered yesterday had been her birthday and how horribly it had been spent. She recalled all the plans she had made for the day and how it had all turned out. Tears fell as she whispered to herself:
"You ruined everything. That person was right. I'm going to hell. I'm a bad person. My mom was right. Why am I like this? I hate myself. I hate this month. I hate myself."
Words tumbled endlessly in her mind as she cried.
"I wish to be alone at every event in my life, whether it's happiness, sadness, birthdays, downfalls, or struggles. Even at my funeral, I don't want to see any human face at all; they are all cruel and mean." She stood up, saying.
She wanted to kill herself but suddenly thought, "I must escape this place first, then I'll kill myself." She agreed with herself on that.
In the chaos of running helplessly, she didn't even notice the paper slipping from her grasp. She only realized she had lost the address, her only link to home, when she looked for it. With no choice left, she decided to head to the police station. But she had no idea where she was or where she was going.
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