It was a sunny day, everybody was in a happy mood and this was meant to be one of my memorable days of my life. It were my 100 days. We would go to the party in the evening. My friends and me met at a specific hour at the entrance and then the party could begin. The music was good, we drank some beer and everything seemed to be fine. But at a certain moment I felt a hand touching my shoulder. I though it was a friend of me and danced further. Some minutes later I felt the same stroking on my shoulder, so I turned around and saw an unknown person starring at me.
At 3 o’clock I had to go home, we said good-bye to each other and split up. It was rainy and I had to go home by bike. I was still thinking about the party when suddenly someone smashed me off my bike. I looked around me and saw that guy from the party again who had touched my arm. I tried to run away but he caught me, he tried to undress me, I struggled but he was too strong, I couldn’t do anything. Since then, I could never forget that night.