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Red Bracelets

I never thought my red bracelets would go away.
You know, the matching necklace set he gave me?
I didn't like them… at all.

The morning of December 12th, 2016.
He gave me the gift I had never wanted.
If I would've known, I wouldn't have meet him.

The unwanted kissing and touching.
The unwanted looks and aggressiveness.
I was so shocked.

He was like a brother.
Although I knew he liked me,
I never thought that would be his gift.

Adding onto my PTSD
Rape? Check.
Sexual assault? Check

Oh and the questions..
“Why did you go up there?”
“You knew he liked you”

He was honest to me before
I told him to stop
I know it's my fault

It is, isn't it?
At least, that's what that girl told me
And that woman, an adult

“You have to press charges”
Why?
School.

“Haha okay”
Laughing?
My principal.

“We can't go forward”
I give up.
He gets away with it.

Just like millions before,
I was failed
By justice, trust and judgement
Written by morgan2-18
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