WHY HE RAPED ME

Maria, 17, California

He raped me because it felt good, I think.

He raped me because he felt powerful.

He raped me because I was alone, and for a moment,

But just a moment,

He didn’t want to feel lonely anymore.

He raped me because I was pretty young,

Young, but not too pretty,

He raped me because my skin was soft and his hands were rough,

And everyone says that opposites always attract.

He raped me because he knew I would scream,

And fight,

And bite until he lifted himself from me and ran away into the darkness,

He raped me because he wanted to leave me,

Without me wanting him to come back.

He raped me because… fill in the reason, my dear rapist.

He raped me because….

He knew I would always want to know why,

And that I would probably never find my answer.

 

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