"Get off me!" I screamed, tears trickled down my cheeks like an ocean flood. I can feel his giant body on mines, suffocating me. Only little images of his face escaped from the fading lights flashing. He tore my clothes apart with his filthy fingers exploring my body with his dry tongue. I can feel him clawing into my breast as he gripped them. Rush of emotions ran through my body as I prayed that I could wake up from this nightmare. The eerie alley made his zipper sound thunderous. My scream became louder and desperate but was later covered by his large hands.
"Shh sweetheart, it'll be over in a second." Was the last thing I heard before he inserted himself into me.
I was awakened by a baby's crying. I was soaked in my own sweat. My breathing was rapid and intense. My heart thumbed louder and louder on my chest like it was about to burst. It's been the same nightmare of that even on that day. I looked over and saw my little angel staring at me with her big brown eyes. I picked her up rocking her back to sleep. My screams must have awakened her again. I always hoped that I wouldn't remember such an incident again. Ever since that day I've lost everything. My parents disowned me was to ashamed to even look at me. My older brother recently left for collage all the way in England. My so called friends lest me and made my life go public.
My best friend moved away because of her parents not wanting her to hang out with an individual like me. My boyfriend didn't want anything to do with me after I made my decision. The only person I have left, the only person I can hold, the only person that is in my heart is my beautiful baby-girl Zanilia. She was the only reason for me being alive. She's all I have left. I stared into her big brown eyes; she had her father's eyes. The man who took my virginity without asking. The man who still walks this earth freely. There I stood holding my rapist baby.
