Two girls are sitting side by side in the waiting room.
"Hi, I'm Halley" says one. She appears to be the kind of girl who's usually cheery. but today, her big, brown eyes are filled with sadness. Her short, mousy hair is in two ponytails. She looks like she didn't make much effort today, wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and some old tennis shoes.
"Anne." says the other. There's something different about her, as though she's been through more experiences than the average teen. If you looked into her eyes, They were shocking blue, but desolate. Her dark hair reaches her waist, and she wears a long patterned dress.
"so, what are ya in for?" asks Halley.
"Rape."
"Oh." She says, looking a bit dejected,
"It's okay, I'm finally ready to talk about it" says Anne. "It will be nice to let it out."
Halley perks up a bit, and Anne begins her story.
She's shaking a bit now, but she continues.
"It was my uncle Greg. He was always my favorite uncle. As a child, he always gave me things when I came to visit. So, it was late. by this time, most of the kids were asleep, and the adults were drunk. but not Uncle Greg, because he has acid reflux, and he's not supposed to drink. And me, well, I was tired, but I didn't want to go to bed."
Tears begin to well up in her eyes.
"So, he tells me he has a special surprise for me. I got all excited, and he tells me to go with him into the cellar, because that's where it is. I follow him, and he locks the door behind him. I'm too tired to pay much attention to it, though. The next thing I can remember, I'm on the ground screaming to be let go. He's on top of me, and my skirt came off. I scream louder, and he hits me. I scream again, he hits me harder, so I shut up. I close my eyes, and wait for it to be over. It's finally over, and he looks at me, winks, gives me a big, dumb smile and says 'Don't tell anyone about our little adventure, okay?' And for a few days, I listen, because I'm scared."
"Hi, I'm Halley" says one. She appears to be the kind of girl who's usually cheery. but today, her big, brown eyes are filled with sadness. Her short, mousy hair is in two ponytails. She looks like she didn't make much effort today, wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and some old tennis shoes.
"Anne." says the other. There's something different about her, as though she's been through more experiences than the average teen. If you looked into her eyes, They were shocking blue, but desolate. Her dark hair reaches her waist, and she wears a long patterned dress.
"so, what are ya in for?" asks Halley.
"Rape."
"Oh." She says, looking a bit dejected,
"It's okay, I'm finally ready to talk about it" says Anne. "It will be nice to let it out."
Halley perks up a bit, and Anne begins her story.
"It was a few weeks ago, a family gathering. You think your family wouldn't hurt you, but they would. Actually, a lot more people get rped by people they love and trust. The whole 'stranger danger' thing? it's a lie."
She's shaking a bit now, but she continues.
"It was my uncle Greg. He was always my favorite uncle. As a child, he always gave me things when I came to visit. So, it was late. by this time, most of the kids were asleep, and the adults were drunk. but not Uncle Greg, because he has acid reflux, and he's not supposed to drink. And me, well, I was tired, but I didn't want to go to bed."
Tears begin to well up in her eyes.
"So, he tells me he has a special surprise for me. I got all excited, and he tells me to go with him into the cellar, because that's where it is. I follow him, and he locks the door behind him. I'm too tired to pay much attention to it, though. The next thing I can remember, I'm on the ground screaming to be let go. He's on top of me, and my skirt came off. I scream louder, and he hits me. I scream again, he hits me harder, so I shut up. I close my eyes, and wait for it to be over. It's finally over, and he looks at me, winks, gives me a big, dumb smile and says 'Don't tell anyone about our little adventure, okay?' And for a few days, I listen, because I'm scared."
She's sobbing uncontrollably now.
"If you don't want to continue, you don't have to." says Halley
"No, it's fine," says Anne. "I need to deal with it anyway, and this helps."
"Don't push yourself, okay?"
"I won't. So, I don't tell anyone about it for a few days. Finally, I tell my mom. She calls the police, and I talk to them. hey take some DNA samples and all the things they need to work on my case. They have irrefutable proof that it's Uncle Greg, and he goes to jail. And it's all fine for a while. But then I feel really sick. I'm throwing up, and then I get scared. I ask my mom to let me get a pregnancy test. She does, and as it turns out, I'm pregnant. That's why I'm here."
Halley gives her a hug, and Anne feels a bit better.
"Go on then," says Anne. "Let's hear your story."
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