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15yo

"They are gonna tell you that it happened because you were drunk, or because you’re a woman and you should have seen it coming then. Well, I wonder who can see it coming. Especially at 15 y.o., on Halloween night. 

My head was screaming, exploding, begging to stop. My unarmed body, his body over me. Don’t move, I said myself, pretend you’re dead. Don’t move. It will be over. He will stop moving on you. He will realize that what he’s doing is bad. He will stop. 

Well, at last his body stopped, got dressed, left.

In my head, violence has never stopped. It lasted hours, months, years. Everything comes back around again. It pops out again, with no warning, and I find myself unarmed, frozen, on my bed, like at 15."

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