What I Remember
I remember the bed was in the middle of the room. There were clothes thrown around in piles. I was so small on the large bed. I remember him being on top of me. His hands searching all around my body, taking from me my innocence. I remember not being able to scream or move. He was too strong above me. His breath on my face. His hands holding me down. I am so powerless. I remember I was alone. Someone should try to find me I thought. When he was finished he hid me under a pile of clothes. I could not speak or move, I was to afraid. People came into the room, searching. They could not see me, they could not find me, and they could not help me. I remember I was alone when everything was taken away.
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