PART IV

My hatred for the male race grew bigger, deeper & heavier. That night was my first raped. As he was asleep, I escaped away. I felt dirty, worthless, everything you can imagine non-sensed.

Wrapped around in the blanket with nothing on, I ran as far away as possible. Later, i reached a snowy city. I sat on the side of the bridge and stare into nothingness. I wanted to die! I wanted to cry! But doing this, the male race would win! No! They can't.. But I'm just some dirt. I'm useless.

I stare there for ours and ours, horrified, crying and soon dying out of coldness & hunger. But the physical pain was nothing, my emotions, my pride, my soul are all begging me to kill myself. But I can't! I refuse to be seen as WEAK! NO!!!

The cold snow covered me, overwhelmed me. Soon, I was about to collapse.

..TO BE CONTINUED..