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Who's To Blame?-Personal Narrative
I was not the victim
I was the one who needed help
He walked away without a scratch
He walked away with my innocence in his hand
I ran upstairs screaming
Denying the truth about what happened
He was a friend
I was his prey
He lured me to the basement his plan in mind
He told me I was asking for it
It was my fault
But it wasn’t. Right?
I was young
He was older he was too strong and heavy
I couldn't get him off top with his hand over my mouth
I kept screaming stop
He pick me up and bounced me up and down
I started shaking
I wanted to fall to the ground
I came downstairs later that night tears streaming gracefully down my cheeks burning my eyes
Looking down at my body shaking
I was aching to tell someone don't tell anyone he said
the
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