November 16th 2007. Most recent of many stories.

This morning at like 3:30am, my friend's cousin named C came to pick me up. I called him, I was upset about something that happened earlier. He picked me up and I asked what we were gonna do? He said he didn't know, we drove past his house. I asked where we were going?

He replied I'm taking you to crown point. I didn't know what it was but I went along with it. We drove for a hour and a half and
he parked in this empty parking lot, we were at the gorge.

It was foggy. and we could barely see anything. We sat and talked for awhile... I fell asleep leaning on him and woke up to him touching me. I yelled at him to stop! He hit me across the face. He is 200 pounds bigger than I am and the blow stung my face. I screamed but nobody was around.

His pants were already undone, he pulled at my jeans. I swatted at his hands but he grabbed my wrists and held them above my head with one hand and ripped my jeans off with the othe. He started to rape me, I tried to look away but he grabbed my face and held it so that I had to look at him, if I closed my eyes he would choke me.

He smiled while he did it. It was sick a sick sinster smile...his eyes were cold, like he didnt care...I wont forget.

“Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself... 'How did I get through all of that?”
~ Author Unknown

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