"Stop!!" I tried to scream, only nothing came out. It was dark I couldn't see his face, his hands felt like cactus and his breath hot on my neck. He moaned my name, he made it soud dirty, he told me that he had been watching me grow up that he had seen the way my body muture over the years. He had been waiting to feel the inside of me and make scream me his name. I wanted him to stop. I wanted him to leave never coming back to touch me. He was rough to rough I could feel nothing but pain has he thrusters his unwelcomed body towards me. I tried to run but my body would not move, I was conscience but not control of my body. Then darkness, I blacked out.
September 11
"Tonya!!" My friend Naomi called. Everyone knew she went with this deadbeat nigga named Tesh'on, he 19 and no good. We were both fifteen and have been best friends since the 2nd grade along with our girl Jada. She ran to catch up with me after Mr. Daniels class.
"Gurlll I thought there was a fire the way you ran out of the class so quick!" she spoke loudly.
"Nah I'm just not use to be in school, its been a rough first day
back. I said
"Gurll I know right I miss summer.... but i cant believe we in the 12th grade!! she hollered
"mmmhm"
When we made it into our next class I stopped dead in my tracks. There was something filmilar about him the way he talked, the way he moved I knew it all to well. I made my way through the small stuff room. I felt like the walls were caving on me each step.
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Sometimes it's Better to Forget than to Forgive (ON HOLD)
ChickLit17 year old Tonya Johnson has a big secret. Its not good, she can't tell her family or friends and her attacker interacts with her everyday. Can she overcome her fear and forget or does her mistake drive her to the edge?
