Thoughts And Nightmares

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Back in my room again, I sighed, staring at the ceiling— wishing I was somewhere else instead.
I wish I had a time machine, I thought. Then I could go back in time, and say no to Roy. Or maybe a witch. If I were a witch, I could put a spell on everyone, and make 'em forget the whole thing. And, as long as I'm fantasizing, might as well think of Jesse. I smiled as my mind went on multiple tangents. He's so beautiful, and I wish he were here now. I wish this whole thing had never even happened. I eventually tired myself out and fell asleep.
"Too bad. You don't get a choice." He led me to the hall, his grip on my wrist very tight.
"Roy! Stop it!" I tried to break free, but he pinned me to the wall, my face hitting the brick, sending pain throughout my body.
"I've wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you. Now, I'll get my wish."
He nibbled my ear very hard, causing it to bleed. His grip on my wrists were so tight, bruises were sure to show up. Roy pressed against me, making my heart pound so fast, I couldn't here what was going on. He bit my neck, actually biting instead of lovingly biting, like Jesse was starting to do to me. Roy pinned me against the wall with his very overweight body. He tore at the straps of my dress, and ripped the zipper open. Out of fear and pain, I started crying. I didn't care who, I just wanted someone- anyone- to stop Roy.
For what seemed like ages, Roy tortured me. He ripped my dress, bit me, pushed me against the wall harder each time. My nose was bleeding, along with my lips and mouth. I started bawling and kicking, trying to break free.
"Don't cry, baby. I know you want me!" Roy stuck his hand up my skirt, ready to pull down my underwear. Only, I was feeling cheeky, and decided not to wear any. I had become more comfortable and confident doing that sorta thing. "Oh! What's this I feel?! No underwear?! This just got a whole lot better!" Roy groped me below my midsection and I started screaming.
"Don't do that!" He bashed my head against the wall, causing my forehead to bleed. I cried out in pain loudly, hoping someone would come.
I woke up in a scared sweat. I just kept re-living the scene over and over again. I sat up and put my hands over my face. Will this nightmare ever end?!

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