Present...
All those memories came flooding back, it felt as if it had happened just yesterday. She couldn't hold it anymore. She asked for the teacher's permission and rushed to the bathroom and broke down. She cried silently and didn't even realize when the bell rang and the children started to leave the building.
She could hear the kids giggling amongst each other, some whining about the tremendous amount of homework they have been assigned for the weekend.
She knew she had to be strong. She had never cried in school and she wouldn't let this be the reason for her friends to see her cry. She wiped her tears, washed her face, and put on a smile and went out.
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Assault
Historia CortaA short story based on a little girl who was sexually assaulted