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by Raven Nov 29, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / other
I woke up in the morning. Rubbing my head and looking around. I tried to place my feet on the ground. As I stood my head began to throb. I quickly ran for bathroom Which is where it all began It was there in the mirror As I stood there I’ll never forget The face of the girl looking back. The girl in the mirror was not me But someone who looked like me With bruises and a cut on my head. I paused to think of the night I had It was then again my head started to hurt Then I realized there was more pain. As I stood there I realized my body Was crying out in pain also. Little did I know what happened. I went back to my bed to find my cell Hoping in some way it would guide me Through the night I had. I reached my bed and it was then When I realized what truly had Happened to me last night. It only took one bad night And a horrible morning after And one little stain. I started to cry when I realized Where the pain Was coming from. Tears rolled down my face As the pieces pulled together To form one single explanation I was raped.