I should be hungry but I'm not. I sit in my room and comb my wet hair while the washer finishes. I move the uniform to the dryer and go to bed. I am asleep the minute my head hits the pillow. I dream of my rape again and wake up the next morning screaming. My Mom is at my side and hugs me.
"Baby, it will be ok." She says and holds me.
I stop screaming and just sit in my Mom's arms. I look at the clock and see it is 6:10.
"Mom, I have to work at 8:00 but can we go shopping after please?" I whisper.
"Yes, baby, yes. We will go as soon as you get home." Mom answers and continues to hold me.
"Thanks, Mom." I say and think my voice sounded a little excited.
