Her dark eyes were rimmed with tears as she stared blankly at her bedroom door. She lay huddled on the bed clinging desperately to her pillow. One lonely tear slipped from her eye and rolled sideways down her cheek making a dark circle on the bed cover. Her thoughts raced, however she couldn’t make sense of any of them. The utter shock of what had happened stunned and paralyzed her as she lay in her bed.1
They sat in his car looking at the velvety darkness above them. The stars shimmered and shone on them as they sat close together. He was stroking her hair as she sat pressed up against him. This was the perfect night for stargazing. He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek before whispering softly in her ear.2
“Let’s make this night extra special?” He kissed her on the cheek again, as she was slowly moving away. She turned her head toward him and looked into his eyes. She could see the lust he had for her and knew exactly what he meant. She ventured to ask anyway, better to appear dumb and have his question go abandoned then to risk a dangerous situation.3
“What do you mean?” She looked at him through seemingly innocent eyes. He cocked his head to the side knowing she understood, but deciding to play along.4
“Well, we could get to know each other better, in a more physical way.” He spoke with a low raspy voice. It was a voice she liked, but he was going too far.5
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea. I don’t think I’m ready for that!” As she spoke he leaned in closer and began to run his hand up her skirt. She jerked away looking at him in shock. He had never been this way before. 6
“Aww, c’mon it’s just a little fun!” He continued to press her running his hand even further up her skirt and placing the other one on the back of her neck.7
“What are you doing? Get off me!” She almost shrieked while trying to push him back. Her back was now the locked door and he was only inches away from her. His hand had reached her panties and her attempt to jerk it back was to no avail. He fingered the light fabric before pulling at it with enough force to rip it off. She began to sob as she begged for him to stop. He ignored her as he leered at her with a smile. He reached up his hand and pulled her button-up shirt open. She hadn’t been wearing a bra and was now completely exposed to him, with her skirt at her waist and her shirt undone. She stopped pushing him for a minute and moved her hand to the seat as if with submission, then as a surprise landed a fist in his genital area. 8
He curled up in pain for a moment, and in that moment she turned and unlocked the door behind her. She fell out of his car as she jerked the door open. Her crawl away from the car was filled with utter desperation, and just as she got to her feet to run he reached out of the car and grabbed her ankle. She screamed out in shock as tears poured down her face. He pulled her leg back and she fell, all the while trying to struggle away from him. He crawled out of the car and turned her over. He straddled her and began to undo his belt. She screamed for help but got no response. 9
“Scream all you want, bitch. We’re in the woods, nobody will hear you! Besides it turns me on.” He looked at her through evil eyes. These eyes she found so beautiful and mysterious just earlier that day, now seemed ugly and terrible. Her screaming subsided to a low whimper and sob as she pleaded.10
“Please just let me go! Please!” He would have nothing of it. Her hands were free and though she had been hitting him in the chest and legs earlier, she now gave up. She lay down and cried quietly sobbing and wincing as he pulled his pants down. She was tormented into submission. As a precaution he took both her wrists in one hand and held them above her head as he prepared to take her innocence. 11
He hovered above her and used his other hand to help himself enter her. When he did, he did it hard. Blood gushed inside her and she could feel herself tearing. She cried out and began to struggle again. The pain brought her back to reality. He had a firm grip on her wrists though. 12
“Just take it, whore!” He screamed at her as sobs racked her chest and she cried.13
“You bastard, get off me! I hate you!” She couldn’t stand this any longer. She felt like dying. The pain was unbelievable and he just wouldn’t stop. He began pumping harder and harder and wouldn’t stop. She screamed out over and over for him to stop.14
“Slut, you like it this way! Stop lying! You know you like it!” He often repeated and on occasion would anchor his weight on the hand that was holding her wrists and use the other to slap her. She continued to struggle but it was to no avail. He body her and her mind was losing itself. How could anyone do this to her? Did she do something to deserve this? Was it really all her fault?15
He continued his painful tirade until she felt him release his seed inside her. As she felt it more thoughts plagued her mind. Would she get pregnant? Would she get sick? Mostly, however, she still felt lost and shocked. He pulled out of her and released her wrists as he stood up. She was too exhausted to move, and so just continued to lay on the ground the way he had left her.16
He picked her up and placed her in the car. He walked around quietly after closing her door and climbed in. He started the car and began to drive. As he drove he turned to her.17
“You did this too! You didn’t stop me! If you didn’t dress the way you did, I would never had wanted you! That’s the way you’ll tell it too!” He spoke with such assurance. She was scared of him now, and didn’t want to speak of this! It was too embarrassing that she caused something like to happen to herself. She grimaced and turned toward the window. He looked at her again as he drove.18
“Clean yourself up!” He reached behind him and grabbed a towel, which he threw at her. She took the towel and though it smelled of grease cleaned up the blood on her lip. She buttoned her shirt and fixed her skirt. It wasn’t a good clean-up, but it would do since she was coming home to an empty house.19
As she stood in the hot shower with the water pelting her skin tears began to slip down her cheeks. She slipped down into the tub and sat with the hot droplets hitting her skin, sobs wracking her entire form. She sat like this for an hour before realizing that she needed to get out. Even after such a long hot shower she felt dirty. She wiped herself off with a towel, noticing the bruises on her ankle, wrists and torso. She also had cuts scrapes and bruises on her face that she would have to cover up. 20
She lay in her bed remembering the entire night, and feeling the shock of it wear off. It must have been her own fault! This doesn’t happen to other girls, so she must have done something to deserve this. Her diary, which she had attempted to write in, lay strewn on the floor several feet away from her. In it the words “I’m only fourteen! How can this happen to me?” played in front of her eyes. Her mind twirled them around. It must have been her fault, she thought as a lonely tear slipped down her cheek.21
Author notes
Thousands of girls get raped every year. Many don't tell anyone, out of fear, or because they think it's disgraceful or their fault. If you know anyone who has gone through any such experience, whether rape, date rape, abuse or sexual harrasment, please ask them to seek help!
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I know how this girl feels for I had the same experience but twice by the same person. The way you wrote this story, you brought it to life.
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I will responde again though I have already contented on this write six months ago. I find your tyle wonderful and it hurts to read as you so feel for her in that situation, you feel her helplessness. You want to cry for her, you want to punch him for her, you want a lot of things and it hits hard. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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Very Vivid, real, I felt the pain
A great story. They say all great stories come from life. What a life you must have lead,or living.I know I will be seeing your works published before you finish your education. I liked the way you ended it with the "Author Notes". This turns the story from fantasy to reality. It makes the reader know that this is not a couple playing the "rape game". I leave the story wondering if this really happened but then knowing, as you have said, "to thousands".
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Thank you yet again for sharing your beautiful work. Your work is a lot like mine which is interesting in its own way. I know how it feels to feel the blame for a mans unfair advances. Although i've never been raped my ex threatened to rape me in so grotesque ways saying it was because I was bad to him and going out with someone else and flirting and it was just horrible I begun to believe it and that is what happens to these girls. I feel so much sympathy for those who go through this terrible treatment... I know as I say it is awful. He scratched inside my vagina as I elbowed him when he tried to put his finger in without my permission. He also raised a hand. So I know how it is. Just for all the rape / assault / abuse victims out there remember its not you... They manipulate your mind to think that way!
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It was amazing!!
I know the affect that rape can have on a girl because it happend to a friend of mine. I'm glad that people like you recognize that this can happen to anyone, even a boy. -
Sadly this is far too well written. I have three daughters, two full grown and now a new little one.
Very frightening.
John -
I've read this before but didn't comment. My story was in this contest too. I liked your story. I don't understand how a human, the guy, could be so...stupid.
I know that guys like to have sex...and if you don't complay then they're not happy and most arn't too understanding.
Proves, yet again, that men are stupid and only have one thing on their mind. -
Wow, this is so powerful. This brings back bad memories to me. Something horrible almost happened to me when I was 13. When I read of things like this it makes me think of what could have happened to me. You painted a very strong picture in my mind. You chose your words very well... and you made this suspensful to read. You wrote this really well...
Best of blessings and wishes,
Dirty Dadncing
Maddie -
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woah this is very weeeell writen. ho. very sad thou. that littl f*ckin astard!! gadz what a little..beep. i felt so sorry for the gal. really when sum1 does that u cant really react. i dont blame her. well perfect write very ellaborate what i like best-
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Great job and its sad how many ppl get raped b/c someone is that low and its terrible i mean dang... its pathetic! But anyways... great write and good luck on the contest thanks for sharing it!
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Powerful write. There's a minor typo near the start 'Her back was now the locked door' seems like there's a word missing. Aside from that I can't really pick fault. The piece is very strong emotionally and conveys a valuable message.
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Excellent!
Wow this is very emotional. Is this about you? You've captured a lot in the piece, the emotion is right there as well as the vivid facts. Your authors note is great, girl really should speak up about any kind of abuse, they are is no way disgraceful. This is an excellent piece of writing. -
This poem was amazing. My mother was treated that way when she was young, and it happened many times in her life, and it was NOT her fault. I've heard her stories and stories of others. It's a wonderful piece of writing. Keep it up.
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This poem was amazing. My mother was treated that way when she was young, and it happened many times in her life, and it was NOT her fault. I've heard her stories and stories of others. It's a wonderful piece of writing. Keep it up.
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Strong emotional write.And sends a equally strong message that most certainly should be taken. No means No! Report such incidents to the first reliable person you see.Rape is not only ugly,it's against the law.Great story you've penned.
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