
Carlicia
Joined February 2022
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I Was Raped...
I was constantly forced to relive every single violent moment as a memory of what happened to me. Remembering how time had frozen like the lake in the camping trail. The blackness of intrusive eyes burning through mine into the base of my skull. Sweaty, slimy hands, long fingers and nails, grabbing and groping at my helpless flesh. No amount of showering and bathing could help me erase the disgusting stench of my skin. The grimy, clammy hands that violated my body could still be felt upon my skin and the nightmares that followed would not let me forget.
By Carlicia4 years ago in Confessions
