There was a chill in the wind that night,

one like no other.

The darkness made it hard for sight,

but I knew it was his brother.

The strength of his grip,

the frame of his stature.

As he grabbed my hips,

before I knew it,

I was captured.

My throat went dry,

I couldn't scream.

I tried and tried,

but the harder it seemed.

Next thing I knew,

an unfamiliar place.

Unsure of what to do,

clothes were dissappearing at fast pace.

My face turned white,

I couldn't shift.

frozen in fright,

thinking "did I deserve this?"

Down my cheek,

the first tear rolls.

As he proceeds,

my mouth he holds.

"Our little secret"

he whispered in my ear.

"You better keep it!"

he became my only fear.

Blood dropplets depart,

from inside of me.

Fast pounding heart,

he took my virginity.

Without permission,

without consent.

The one abduction,

he would not repent.

I thank him now,

more than ever before.

He taught me how,

it felt to be torn.