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Unforgettable...
I’m staring up to the sky, up at the dark of night and the few bright stars that are helplessly calling out my name. I can hear his heavy breath, breathing down my neck. I flinch with disgust when his lips press against mine, the taste of him made me want to pull away…if only I could. His cold hands are crawling over my body. He tells me that everything is okay over and over again.
I squeeze my eyes closed because I don’t want to be here; when I open them his eyes are glaring down at me, damningly, as if I had done something wrong.
I can barely feel the ground, only the wet grass beneath my back.
The faint stench of the lake tickles my nose but then leaves me, giving me only a slight sense of hope.
His heavy body is pressed on top of mine, forcing me farther into the cold, moist ground.
My voice is trying to scream out “NO” but it comes out as a soft faint whisper.
I feel the moist, sticky humid air around me.
At the near-by lake waves are rolling in, loudly crashing into the shore.
I taste slightly the lake air, I can smell the lake just barely because his body spray so strong it is masking the smell of the lake and it is making it hard for me to breathe.
The touch of him forcing himself to me is the most unforgettable moment of my life.
I squeeze my eyes closed because I don’t want to be here; when I open them his eyes are glaring down at me, damningly, as if I had done something wrong.
I can barely feel the ground, only the wet grass beneath my back.
The faint stench of the lake tickles my nose but then leaves me, giving me only a slight sense of hope.
His heavy body is pressed on top of mine, forcing me farther into the cold, moist ground.
My voice is trying to scream out “NO” but it comes out as a soft faint whisper.
I feel the moist, sticky humid air around me.
At the near-by lake waves are rolling in, loudly crashing into the shore.
I taste slightly the lake air, I can smell the lake just barely because his body spray so strong it is masking the smell of the lake and it is making it hard for me to breathe.
The touch of him forcing himself to me is the most unforgettable moment of my life.
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