Day 3
February 5th

He didn’t let me go to school today. After my mother left I began to walk out the door to go to my bus stop. Before I was all the way out he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. “You’re not going anywhere today.” He said harshly.
He first began to pull of my shirt and then ran his hands up and down my stomach and back. He kissed my neck and pulled on my hair. “I bet you like that,” he whispered into my ear, slightly spitting into it. I remained silent and just stood there. He pulled up the strap of my bra and snapped it hard on my shoulder. He looked into my eyes and licked his lips longingly. Then he reached his arms around me and unbuckled my bra strap. “Take off your bra,” he demanded. I carefully pulled it off reluctantly. “Hurry up!” He yelled. He ripped it off of my body and stared at me. He started to reach for me and the there was a noise from the door. It stopped and he went back to me. When he was done, I slumped onto the floor and cried.

**Note; This is not a true story.