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My Untold Story


Screams… 

They’re all I hear

Are they my own?

I don’t know

Looking around and I see nothing 

Its pitch black in this room 

There has to be something i can do

But my body aches and trembles

My wrist are tied up 

I can’t move not one bit

Not at all

The screams continue

I can sense the fear

Then I realize its me

My fear

My pain

My screams

It was all me

 

Silence…

Thats all I hear

White walls surround me

The blood on my dress 

Stands out more than you can imagine

I can sense my own fear once again

Its loud and clear

Im being told what happened to me wasn’t my fault

“It happens to girls like you, just move on”

 

 

Moving on…

My fear 

My pain

My screams

Its all still me

It will always be apart of me

Although I won’t let it define

I will stand up for what is right

This shouldn’t happen to girls like me

This shouldn’t happen to anyone, don’t you agree?

I am a victim of assault but a fighter for us all.

I won’t just move on, I will keep fighting till justice is done.

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