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His eyes were bloodshot red and he looked like a monster. I tried fighting him, but the stronger I fighted, the stronger he got. I finally gave up. There was no use, I knew it would happen either way. He took me to the living room and pushed me on the couch.

I closed my eyes so the moment could pass. I felt like screaming and crying, but then I would let him know he was winning. The pain he was causing me almost made me faint. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I fainted.

Finally, I woke back up and I was covered in blood. I was still in pain. He took away my innocence, I saw my clothes on the floor. They were dirty looking. I picked them up and limped to the bathroom. He wasn't in the house.

He had left or something. When I got in the shower, I had a major headache. But I needed to wash, so I could get the blood off. I made the water stinging hot so I could be clean. "Ow!" I yelled when I got in the water.

I stayed under it so I could get used to it. I rubbed the soap all over my body and scrubbed hard. I washed my hair, and everything else. After about 30 minutes, I got out the shower.

I got out some new clothes, I wasn't going to wear the same ones. I looked at myself in the mirror. I thought I was ugly, stupid, worthless...

How could I let him do that to me, why didn't I stop him, I thought to myself. And it was true. I should have stopped him. I didn't take the time to see if I could.

He was just so much bigger than me. What if he does the same thing again? What if he does worse? If I tell mom, he might try to...kill me. The truth had to be told. It's not like mom would believe him over me. So when she got back, I ran to her.

"M-M-Mom," I stuttered. I didn't know how I could get the words out. I couldn't explain. "Joe...Joe...Joe." She looked like she didn't want to hear me. She was listening though. I kept on repeating his name, like a broken record.

"What?!?!" she yelled at me. Tears went down my face. "He...raped me." I said. She rolled her eyes and slapped me hard. I held on to the sore spot. "Why would you say that? Joe is a good person!" she said to me.

I guess I was wrong, she wasn't going to believe me. "He did!" I yelled. "Go to your room!" she said to me. "Please believe me." I said sobbing through every word. She was starting to cry too. "How could you make up something like that?" she asked me.

I wasn't making it up. It was all true, and she had to believe me or she never would. I ran to my room and waited until Joe came back, then I would go and shout it to his face. I wasn't scared of him.

I heard him come back in the house. I ran down the stairs quickly. It was like he knew what I was about to say. He glared at me with evil green eyes and I tripped on the stairs.

I was hurting again...and I was feeling the same feelings I was earlier that day...

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