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Last night was walking home when a man grabbed me. He asked if I wanted to spend the night with him. I pulled away and declined, saying I had to get back home. He asked my name and I refused to tell him. He then grabbed me and I couldn't get away from him. He ripped my clothes off and did something I can't bare to write about. Afterwards, he let me go and said to tell nobody about this. I'm not sure what to do.


-Wendy Hamilton

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