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ABOUT THE STORY "Where am I? I woke up slowly, feeling groggy and drowsy and really out of place. Then it hit me. Everything came rushing back to me like it happened a minute ago. Suddenly I felt my skin shaking while all the hair on my body stood still like pointed needles. My heart can't stop racing. Looking around I could see nothing but pitch black. I keep looking for any evidence of light escaping through cracks or doors or even a window but found none. The darkness is all around me. A sudden pang struck my heart. I try to move but my body is strapped down. "What the f#@$"? I'm having a panic attack and I start screaming through the bondage that covers my mouth. I scream to the top of my lungs for help. 'SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME'. Mya Davis is law student at the University of the West Indies. She lives five minutes off campus. It is advised that female students should not walk off campus grounds alone at night because of the many rumored rape accusations. Mya is always careful until that night she had to study late at the campus library due to final exams beginning the next day. That night has changed Mya's life FOREVER.
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