The Slut Daughter

She was known as the daughter of the slut since her mother was known as the slut. Nobody knew her father was and assumed that she never had a true father because her mother would be slutting around. They lived up on the highest hill where her and her mother could see the townspeople. Everybody in town hated her and her mother and even the children who had no history with them hated them as well. She and her mother were forced to be considered the disgrace of the town where there was no real reason why people hate them. Some say that they hate them because the mother was a slut who slept with all the men in town which were only 10 men. Others say that they hate them because they were cursed and brought nothing but destruction. If something were to go wrong, the townspeople would blame them even if they had nothing to do. Maybe the townspeople hated them because the townspeople were rotten people both inside and outside that you could spot a mile away, and they were kind and beautiful people.

So when she was raped, nobody believed her except her mother. Everybody said that she was lying that she was looking out to get some money. Others say that she is a slut like her mother that she was asking for it. She filed a report, but nobody believed her. The only police officer who wanted to help couldn’t because nobody wanted to defend her and nobody saw anything. The police officer went to the offender who was the son of the mayor. All he told the police officer was that he saw her walking and he asked her if he could take her home, but she refused and he left her alone. So after the police told her that he couldn’t do anything, she decided to go to his house and tell the truth. When she got there, the mayor had the police force her to leave the town because they couldn’t deal with her and her lies. Her mother couldn’t do anything, but tell her that she had to leave this town that it was best for her. She agreed to leave, but she wanted to do one thing before she left.

Before she would get on the train, she had one thing in mind and only one thing really. She sat there waiting on the bench that she once considered the only safe area, and waited. Nobody knew what she was capable of, but they all knew that they were the cause for what was coming next. They all knew that they preferred to call her a slut then believe her. But for her, what she had to do was to save herself. She didn’t care for the consequences or what they would do to her. She knew that she could no longer be willing to put up with it anymore. So she waited there on the bench waiting to see if she had the guts to do what she needed to do. She thought of all the bad things they had done to her. How they made up lies about her and her mother. How she was blamed for everything. How they didn’t believe her when she was raped. How they forced her to leave the town. She could not bear the thought anymore and she wanted them to feel the pain she’s been feeling.

She had one chance to do what she needed. She waited for the right moment and day, but she had a voice in her head that would tell her that she would never do it because she was too weak to do it. But the voice kept growing in her head, the thought of getting rid of him and showing the townspeople, made it more powerful for her to really do it. The voice would tell her to close her eyes and it would be over. So she waited when the townspeople gathered for the festival and she waited for him to come. She waited there on the bench to get what she wanted for a long time and for the train to take her away. She waited there on the bench.