Excerpts From a Victim.:

I Was drunk, I had partied all night, and screamed at my best friend to let me go. And he did, he could never have stopped me.

I had been walking for almost an hour, and was barely out of town. Very few cars passed me this late at night.

I had just turned down a ride from a male in his mid to late thirties in big 80s style glasses. he scared me.

I was so drunk I hadn't even noticed the effects pull me down.
but I kept walking, still walking.

Headlights behind me coming slowly and they pull beside me,
"Hey sweet Cheeks" I had forgotten about my skirt.

too short, too tight, at that moment i felt exposed, but i kept walking. there were three teenage guys in the car next to me.

"I donf neeed a ryde hume" So drunk my tongue felt misused in my mouth. I kept walking but they just cruised at an easy 5 an hour next to me with the windows down.

"We don't mind giving you a lift, it will be okay." He'd noticed the stains from tears and eyeliner on my cheeks.

"Okay..." and i opened the door and i got in sloppily.
"Just get me home safely Please" i asked, The first non-idiotic, thought out thing i'd said all night.

It would have been another hours walk. I knew I was stupid for leaving that party. I Scolded myself and prayed to god the only way i knew how..Silently.

My Unanswered Prayer.: Dear god just please get me home. tomorrow is sunday, i'll be too hungover for morning mass but i can make it at night, please god just get me home safely. I know im mislead and i've lied to you before. But your supposed to forgive me! please..

"So you can call me Shane, i'm only 13" I Saw the driver flinch in front of me, but i didnt take it into examination. I noticed the eyes of the other two passengers shoot worriedly to the driver but he seemed to not notice..

12 minutes into the ride, it had gotten quiet... When the car stopped. And i idiotically mentioned "But i'm not home".

The driver got out and the door next to me opened, I looked to him almost expectantly, but i was grabbed from behind. the one in the backseat next to me. His hands were soft but his grip was firm. and then he put the cloth to my mouth and i held my breath and bit his hand.

It didnt matter that he'd dropped the cloth. the driver grabbed my ankles and dragged me out of the car. the one who'd so kindly tryed to drug me shook his head and i heard him say "This could have been so easy for you"

We'd turned off of the highway, into what seemed like a driveway. but there was no home.

My head hit while falling out of the car. i stumbled to get up, i could really feel the effects of my alcohol abuse shaking me. Damn that bottle of jack daniels that held me so close.

The passengers now out of the car. the one so caring wouldn't restrain me, but the other two had no objections.

And i felt myself hit the dirt. i noticed i'd landed on a rock. it hurt.
but it was nothing as to what would come. the driver was the leader i could feel it in his words as he shouted orders to his boys. The walked off slightly, as he ripped open my corset.

"So damn hot and so damn young, i got lucky tonight"
My skirt no longer there and i felt that i was bare.