Victim
I am a bonafide student of this prestigious University
Where do I start?
Shall I begin with my Naivety being taking advantage of as a female gender?
At first I thought I am safe in the hands of the male student who were older
I wholely took one as my foster brother
Then, started calling him father
Innocently wrapped my hands around his shoulder
Feeling happy I found a soldier
Ocassionally inviting me to his hostel for meal and soda
His friends would often call me 'daughter' amidst laughter
One day, he asked if I was a good keeper,
"I promise to be gentle with my shot in your goal post dear daughter"
To me it was a joke that needed laughter
So laughed out louder
He grabbed me close to his body, kissing me roughly
I fought back, "stop this father!"
He was an hungry lion with a fierce look, dashed for my breast under my shirt
Squeezed hard till the pain put me to tears
Hey bastard! If you do this i'm gonna tell my Father
"Did I force you down to my hostel room, daughter?"
He pulled down my trouser
My pink pant was half way down my knee
pleaded and stuttered
I saw him with an oily balloon
What for?
I felt a sudden pain, sharp and stinging I screamed I cried
I yelped for help
The beast was inside me
Moaning.....
Where do I start?
Shall I begin with my Naivety being taking advantage of as a female gender?
At first I thought I am safe in the hands of the male student who were older
I wholely took one as my foster brother
Then, started calling him father
Innocently wrapped my hands around his shoulder
Feeling happy I found a soldier
Ocassionally inviting me to his hostel for meal and soda
His friends would often call me 'daughter' amidst laughter
One day, he asked if I was a good keeper,
"I promise to be gentle with my shot in your goal post dear daughter"
To me it was a joke that needed laughter
So laughed out louder
He grabbed me close to his body, kissing me roughly
I fought back, "stop this father!"
He was an hungry lion with a fierce look, dashed for my breast under my shirt
Squeezed hard till the pain put me to tears
Hey bastard! If you do this i'm gonna tell my Father
"Did I force you down to my hostel room, daughter?"
He pulled down my trouser
My pink pant was half way down my knee
pleaded and stuttered
I saw him with an oily balloon
What for?
I felt a sudden pain, sharp and stinging I screamed I cried
I yelped for help
The beast was inside me
Moaning.....
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The victim tells a story of females who innocently see older guys in the university as a brother and confidant. After earning trust, they pounce on their victims breaking them into shreds.
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Wow, that was really . . . dark. I hate what you went through but I love the way you wrote it, but please, keep it clean
Thank you Mallorie…