I've Had Enough

I remember during the assault....seeing headlights everywhere...Pointed at me....I remember desperately looking into the eyes of every single person who raped me....Thinking, hoping, pleading with my eyes to let them be the one who put a stop to this..........The whole time fighting with every ounce of me.

then it was over.......

and a part of me died.

Everyone drove away....I remember some laughing......They left me with the man who brought me there....He actually said he was sorry.. That he didn't know they were going to do that...And he just had to go along with it.......Oh?.......So why was he one of the eyes that I looked into?........

He drove me back across the state line ( we had traveled into another state , which I didn't know) ..... And then left me in a parking lot of a high rise apartment building.....I found a restroom, and cleaned up some. As I stood at the sink I glanced down and saw the word they had carved in my stomach. BITCH....Ah yes....Bad girl....Bad baby.....Bad....Bad....Bad

I don't know where or how I found what I used....But I ended up with over 100 stitches and several pints of blood given before I was what they called 'out of the woods'...

and woke up in a hospital bed.