Yet another has joined
the ranks upon ranks of women who have been raped.
A young girl, a girl of 13.
Manipulated by one she thought she could trust.
Only 13
I view her as the sister I never had.
Has had her innocence torn from her.
I know how it feels to be used like that.
Not rape, but still.
We were all wary of him.
But she went to him seeking comfort.
Answers.
And she was met with a lie.
His true face shone through.
I have been told she is doing well.
And it really seems that she is.
But I worry.
Is it all a brave face?
What is she feeling inside.
I fear she will do something rash.
I don't want to loose my little sister.
My only hope is those who surround her.
Friends and family.
Providing comfort, support, so she knows shes not alone.
That she has someone to turn to.
I almost feel as though it has happened to me.
I feel torn up inside.
We were all wary of him.
But she didn't see it until it was too late.
And so another person has joined
the ranks upon ranks of women who have been raped.
A young girl of 13.
My friend.
I feel sick inside.
I hope he rots in hell.