THE GIRL(REEDITING)

Misfortune

I came back from school and opened my front door to find no one available; I was stuck home alone again. I never really liked that feeling, but what can I do, I just sat down and watched TV until someone showed up. It was already 6:30 p.m. and still no one came, I thought to myself maybe they were really busy at work and they will be coming late. I decided to take a quick nap on the couch and wait. I wasn't hungry so I just closed my eyes and dozed off.

 I was awoken by a strange sound that came from upstairs. At first, I thought maybe it was me, but no I heard it again and again it sounded like footsteps coming from upstairs. It was very dark and the TV was off and there was someone in the house. I decided not to panic just yet maybe I was overreacting and didn't want to make conclusions just yet. I decided to check it out myself and my gut was telling me not to but I couldn't resist I needed to know what was going on. I didn't want to turn on the lights, so I hoped that I didn't trip on anything. I kept hearing footsteps, I wanted to yell out to see if it was my mom or dad but my instincts told me not to. I slowly made my way up the stairs trying to walk and avoid the obstacles in my way trying not to creek on the wooden floor. I made it to the top and I heard moving and shuffling in my room, no one was aloud in my room without my permission, so I got closer to see my door wide up and a man not very tall, but looked pretty muscular for a white male. He was wearing a black jacket with black pants and was looking around which seemed for my valuable stuff, I didn't wanted to double check therefore, I started making my way back downstairs without making any noise and it felt like an eternity trying to make my way down, my heart was racing and about to come out my chest.

I was almost down when I accidently stepped on the wrong part of the stairs the wooden floor creaked, and it was all it took. It was very loud and I knew he heard, It got quiet, and I stood there quietly waiting to hear a movement, a sound, anything, it seemed like forever until I heard shuffling again. I was so relieved, but I quickened my pace. I got this strange feeling, but I made it to the bottom, that's when I heard running coming towards my direction, and my instinct was to run and I did, but stupid me forgot about the couch and tripped over it. The footsteps were getting closer. I did not want to wait. I started crawling trying to recover myself reaching for the door, but i was pulled back by this enormous force. I felt pain in the back of my head and I heard my hair tearing from my scalp. I jerked back, falling backwards.

Someone straddles me and that's when I decided it was time to scream. I screamed and screamed until I felt a smack of pain on my rightcheek. I tasted my warm blood in my mouth, while my cheek was throbbing. I was scared out of my mind, trying to pull him off me, but it was no use he was twice my size and way stronger than me. I knew what was going to happen he was already going in my shirt, and I was crying and pleading for him to stop but he kept going. He ripped my shirt, I felt the cold hard ground on my back and it was so dark to see. I couldn't even look around to grab anything, all I could do is just lay there and cry.

He was making his way down to my shorts I could feel his rough hand against my skin, he grabbed my face making me kiss him at force, he was going down on me and I tried everything I can to squeeze my legs so he couldn't touch, but he punched my stomach and took the air out of me, and released my grip, and again he was making his way down on me with his hands. I was disgusted and frightened and thinking I wasn't going to make it out alive.

I was crying harder as he was kissing my neck, but I guess he wasn't satisfied because he started to unzip his pants and he was pulling my shorts and underwear down. I was pleading him to just take the money and leave me here, but he stopped the harassment and laughed while saying "I'm enjoying myself hearing you plead for your virginity, once I'm done with you I'll enjoy the money".

He was enjoying every moment of it. I had so much rage in me, that I don't know what went over me, but I grabbed his hand and held on to it. I could feel every inch of what he was feeling and thinking he was very close to my face that I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I faced him, well I think I was facing him, but it was too dark to see. I felt my eyes burning and my pupils dilating and all I heard was this man on top of yelling and stumbling off of me. I stood up and turned on the lights and continued to stare at him and watched him yelling out in agony. I stopped crying and was confused, but scared of what I was doing to this man. He was crying blood and yelling at me to stop whatever I was doing to him, and in my head I don't know what I was doing.

But whatever I did just saved my life.

Next chapter will come soon, I hoped you enjoyed :}