I started putting my rags on, but Alex got up and shoved me down. He locked the door and removed his jeans. And he pushed himself on me. All he had on was boxers. And soon enough, those were off too.
"What are you doing?!" I shouted. "Get off! off!"
He refused and continued to stay on me. He held my wrists to the ground. I resisted as much as I could. He kissed my lips, that were cracked.
"Stop!"
"No." he mumbled. And a second later, I felt a pain. It pinched and then stung, and then it just plain hurt.
"Oww! Whats happening?! Ah!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. And in a nano-second, I realized what was happening to me. And I blocked out the rest.
Later I was laying on the mat, and stayed there shaking, and Alex layed by my side, breathing. I was in shock. I didn't even know what was gonna happen next or later. I just hoped for the best.
Alex spoke to me, exhausted. Whispering insulting things to me. And a little while later, he just dressed, and left. I put on my ripped rags, and I fell asleep that night, curled up in a little ball, and cried my eyes out.
The next morning sucked really bad, the same things happened to me, but without the pain, and not with Alex. With different workers. I wasn't sure if I had an STD or not, but I figured I did. So every night I cried myself to sleep, and I made it into a cycle. And a few days later, I just fell asleep, with no crying, no nothing.
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KINOWAH LAKE
Mystery / ThrillerKamille never wanted to go there. Her family forced her to go on the vacation they dreamed of, but not the place. When Kammile gets there she can tell that there was something wrong, but she didn't know what. She soon sees the wrong of this place...
