Addiction.

Erin

Being abused and rape is no such thing any girl, or guy, should ever go through.
What was I doing, searching for drugs downtown in the depths of the night thinking anything good would come about.
Why didn't i scream loud enough?
why did i fight hard enough?
why did i let them take me?
why did i let the use me to their advantage?

The scary thing is, they still never found those fat fucks who fucked me up in the middle of the night and took me hostage for weeks on weeks.
After i had escaped, they figured the police were after them and fled the country. Now , no one knows where they are.

This is when my life turned down the path into a fuck show.

i turned to drugs, i turned to coping with the pain with high medications that surprisingly didn't put me in the grave. yet.

My parents were too high on unknown drugs to realize how much of a complete and utter wreck their 14 year old daughter had become, not like they cared in the first place.

At only 14 years old, i was striped of my innocence, i was used to old men's advantage. if only i didn't go out that night, trying to score some designer drugs.

Somehow, i still believe this is all my fault. that's why i'm 15, almost 16, and i haven't been able to leave yet. They don't think i'm ready to come to the truth ad realize that none of this was my fault.

I don't think i will ever get out of here.