(Warning a very graphic story we are writing about, if you have ever been sexually harassed and are triggered by it please leave now.)
VIXENI remember all the details of that night. The cold floor on my back, The wetness running down my face, not even being able to scream for help because of the gun pointed at my chest. It haunts me every time I think of it, I know I will never get over it.
I know that he will never tell the truth and tell them what he really did do to me. My only hope is that he never does that to another women like me, he was a good guy I would have never thought of him doing that. That's the thought that ran through my head everyday after it happened, I never want a girl to think the same as me.
The pain in my stomach still sometimes comes back when I think about that time. It was a year ago but it still hurts me to this day. My relationships in the future are they ruined because this happened? My boyfriend in the future, will I have to tell him about what happened.
I read that one of the Side Effects of going through what I did was to never want sex again or be addicted to it. I cant stop thinking about it now, I'm fourteen and I cant stop thinking about sex. I'm scared I'm going to throw away my life just because of this, all because of what he did to me. He says I lied but why would I? attention? Fun? This isn't fun for me, being made fun of every day at my school for it. Being called a liar from so many people, its hard to not just leave this earth as is and never come back again.
I know I cant, I know I wont, I don't have any guts to do it or I would have already been dead. I want no one to feel bad for me but I want all the girls that went through this and the guys who do this what I have to go through every night.
I cry myself to sleep because I feel ashamed like this was all my fault, I should have worn better clothes. All I was wearing was a long sleeved shirt and ripped pants with a jacket covering up my butt that isn't enough is it! I said no but of course that didn't stop him from getting into my panties, at least I can say I tried. I take two hour showers per night because I feel dirty because of what he did to me! I feel sick every day I have to get up and go to school because I know ill have to see him there and watch him walk around the hallways laughing at me with his friends. Having to hear my friends say just get over it and don't dwell on it, how can I not dwell over this. He has done so much and not even one person cares to do anything to him.
I see him talking to other girls every day, the ones that are as innocent as I was, key word was. I don't want them hurt, I don't want them to feel the pain I do but, what am I supposed to do say that he will do the same to them as he did to me. Who would believe a liar?
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SATAN
They told me "Don't walk alone," but I didn't listen. They told me "Don't let anyone take you home," but I didn't listen. I knew not to go out of the bar with them, but I didn't listen. Instead, I stumbled around and let them take me out. Instead, they threw me into their car. Instead, they violated me. Instead, I am stuck here feeling worthless even though I am told I am not. Instead, I am suffering, while they run free without paying a penny for their crimes. I never realized how bad it could affect you, until it happened to me. How this can still happen, to hundreds of others every day, is devastating. I know now more than ever that we must stand together, victim or not. This cannot keep happening to people. To INNOCENT people. This must be stopped. No matter your race. No matter your religion. It is truly the worst crime ever committed. And they won't even listen. But we will make them listen. Even if they shove in their earplugs of ignorance we will scream at the top of our lungs to be heard. We will end the worst crime against all genders, religions, and races. We will end this together.
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Vixen and Satan stories.
De TodoThis is our story book, its for our random stories that we want to write. We choose our own topics and write about it but separately so you can read both of our point of views. WARNING THESE STORIES MAY BE GRAPHIC AND MAY CAUSE YOU HARM JUST SAYING.