Chapter 2

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I didnt tell anyone. I was scared and embarrassed that i would let this happen to me. I could have done something before it got to far but... i didnt.
I pushed everyone who even remotely liked me away, i had friends but it was like i was living in a play. I was going through the motions day in and day out. I contemplated on killing myself but i thought about all of the people i would be leaving behind. All the people who actually cared.

One day i wasnt feeling well and i begged my mom to let me go to work with her but she said no and i was stuck with John all day. I remember her leaving and falling asleep. Next thing i know John is telling me to come into his room, and i obey afraid of him hurting me with " Old Faithful" ( a switch with three inch thorns on it).

He grabbed my hand and pulled me on the bed, and mind you he was a former soldier so he's pretty damn strong, he pushed my head into the pillows and ripped my painties in half. The next minutes are very unpleasant so I'd rather not describe in detail, but thank the lord i passed out but when i woke up my world was over. You know that feeling when you're doing something you're not supposed to and then you end up breaking something? Thats how i felt but 1000 times worse.

He had tied my hands and legs to the bed post and he had war paint on his face and chest. He was dragging a knife from my chin around my chest and down to you know what. He wasnt pressing down hard enough to draw blood but it was still pretty damn scary.

After he was done with that he put this small purple thing that sorta looked like a huge pill at the time inside of me and i dont know if it was supposed to feel good or not but i felt disgusted. I felt the lowest that you could possibly get and i finally realized that i cant let this go on. That it is not right and that i need to tell someone immediately.

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