She knew that she was brutally raped, gang raped, bludgeoned and stabbed and left to die. Read story, suffering and struggle of a gang rape victim.
The darkness surrounded me as I sat down in the middle. I look up seeing her there. A ghostly apparition floating naked before me. Her long golden hair flowing in the windless void.
My mind was as blurred as the fog had made my windows. I couldn’t think properly. Only thing I was certain about that I wanted her. I needed her. Oh God, I loved her.
Kirsten looked at her leg. The wound was already turning a bright purple, the oozing blood had managed to attract a few flies. She stared at it