"What did he pull down your pants and stick it in you?"
"I don't believe you."
"You wanted it."
"You begged for it didn't you?"
"Weak."
"Such a slut."
"Maybe he wouldn't look up your dress if you wore something else."
The dress reached below my knees
It was black and white with polka dots. The collar reached my neck, it covered my shoulders and went down to my wrists.
I did everything that society told me to do and he still tried.
Why do people say things so cruel to a girl who only wants to protect others from his clawed grasp....?
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