The River

i was down there
at the river
it was me and my best friend
the a guy walks down
and guves me a cheeky grin
he started touching me
all over..
i told him to stop!
many times
yet he kept going..
he tried to get me
into the bushes
trying to get me naked...
i tried to get away.
many times
yet he held my arm tight..
i was helpless.
my best mate couldnt do anything
i was there crying
it was like a waterfall from my eyes
my best mate called his mum
she came to pick us up..
he only stop when he saw the police..
i get into my mates car
tears stremin down my face..
i get home,
run to my room.
lock my door
pull out my razor
and slit my wrists