It'll never happen to me.

I've had this up before but I wanted to include it here as it's also a stand alone piece that doesn't go with anything....

 

I closed my eyes, it was that time again I already knew what was going to happen before it did, it started off nice, cute even but I knew how it was going to end. Hurt, fear and a sense of weakness. Just like the first time. The only difference with the first time is I didn't know what to expect. I thought I was ready, I thought I could do it. I mean I was legal to and we were taking all the right precautions but something in the back of my mind made me doubt it and when the time came I really wasn't ready. But he was. And he wanted it. So he held me down, told me not to be stupid, told me of corse I was ready. And I was unable to fight back, I was weak, defenceless. All those thoughts of it'll never happen to me, it only ever happens to the really unfortunate ones... They dispersed pretty quickly and all I could do was close my eyes and prey it'd be over soon and it eventually was. He left and I saw my chance to escape... But it wouldn't be for long, I was to scared to stay away... To let anyone know... And so that was that. I lived in fear.

The End

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