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I Said No. He Didn't Listen.

November 24, 2015
By Quinntessa PLATINUM, Amherst, Massachusetts
Quinntessa PLATINUM, Amherst, Massachusetts
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I am being frank about myself in this book. I tell of my first mistake on page 850.<br /> - Henry Kissinger


Hands.
Hands just everywhere.
Touching, feeling, violating.
They have no business doing what they are doing,
But that’s not going to stop them.
Everywhere.
Touching.
I say stop. I say no.
There is no listening;
Why would they listen when they can get what they want?
They can overpower. They don’t need to stop.
Next the lips.
The lips never end.
I cry in the shower stall, no clothes, unable to escape.
Slumped against the wall, unable to move.
Voices,
I hear voices.
“The room is open.”
The hands go back to work and suddenly I’m no longer in the stall.
But still frozen.
Limbs are paralyzed. I see blood.
The crimson liquid on my legs, my breasts.
Pain.
Only pain.
Then it’s numb. Inside. It’s everything,
Yet it’s nothing.
I’m nothing.
Useless. Worthless. Nothing.
It’s not real.
It’s a nightmare.
The hands, the lips, the skin.
It’s just a nightmare. Nothing else. Or is it?
“How does it feel?”
Everything is burning into the darkness. Then there’s screaming.
Then there’s only light.
It’s too bright. Uncomfortable.
And the beeping is never-ending.
Beep. Beep. Confusion. Where am I?
Beep. Through my ears, my brain, and out my mouth.
I cry.
I said no.
The hands, lips, him.
He didn’t stop.
Blood.
Sweat.
I said no.
I said no.
No.


The author's comments:

A few months ago a horrible thing happened to me. People don't realize how often sexual abuse happens on campuses. 1 in 3 women are sexual abused. Men are too. But it doesn't stop. It doesn't end. And someone needs to put a stop to it. This is based off of my experience. 


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on Nov. 26 2015 at 9:16 pm
nelehjr DIAMOND, Lingle, Wyoming
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Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

I'm so sorry for your experience... Just think, pieces like this are the reason our children will grow up in a world where men are taught to respect women--Or better yet, people are taught to respect each other! Rather than "avoid dark allies, and be very careful" as if it's the victim's job... Proud of you for sharing. It's hard...