The "boy" who never spoke

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There I sat, in my bed, trying to fight the tears from coming so I could finally fall asleep. I hadn't slept in what seemed like forever. The bags under my eyes were very pronounced and my eyes were bloodshot. I decided to finally lay down, shut my eyes, and attempt to bore myself to sleep.
I was at my last consciousness when I heard a bang on my window above me; my eyes shot open in shock. Thinking it was just apart of my imagination, i laid back down and shut my eyes once more. Again a bang louder this time. I pulled myself out of my bed and walked over to my window to see what the noise was. There was nothing there...
I jumped back, surprised at a figure who appeared at my basement window. Taking another glance, I realized it was a young "boy". He was on the chubbier side, dark brown hair, black eyes, and a wide grin. I didn't know what to do but go back to sleep, trying to ignore what's at my window.

It went on like this for a couple of nights.

Eventually, I had enough. I was tired of this "boy" coming to my window and keeping me from much needed sleep.  Slowly opening the latch on the window, sliding the window open to see what he wanted, no comment just a stare. Eventually he started to crawl through the window. I tried to push him back, sliding the window to shut it but I was to weak. Instead he booted my face and knocked me back giving hisself enough time to get in.

"What do you want from me?"

He stared at me with no emotion.

"What are your intentions? Were you just wanting to annoy me?"

I stared at him waiting for an answer only left to be disappointed.

He started toward me.

"What are you doing?"

No answer just motion. Then he leaped toward me, his grasp was tight, even with my multiple attempts to get out.
He threw me on my bed and attempted to take off my clothes. At first he failed then succeeded.
I felt to vulnerable laying there.
Then he took off his. He was naked I didn't want to look but glanced and it was burned into my eyes. It looked like the krabby patty from spongebobsquarepants that he gave to the investigator.
Then I was taken from my virginity and had no dignity left. I felt disgusting.
That morning I took a hour long shower till I felt somewhat clean.



-just one of my many messed up dreams-

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