12 Chapter 12

(Lend me a crayon and I'll trace every corner of your body. As beautiful as it is I won't be able to complete this piece of art. My eyes will bleed out of pain because of the intensity and beauty I am witnessing.OM )

I always thought sex was physical art. Art that humans expressed through each other's torso(bodies). I thought it was the most simple yet hard art any human could do. But today I understand that sexual intimacy is art only if the heart is involved.

The five guards behind me grabbed me and dragged me outside and took me behind a shed, I think that's where they took their breaks because I saw black chairs there and litter. They started ripping off my dress and I was trying to fight my way out but they were too strong. Three of them where pointing their rifles at me incase I escape. One was ripping my dress off and the other was pinning me down. I was half naked screaming my lungs out while these man were attempting to rape me. The one who was ripping my dress of violently turned me and made me lay on me stomach. He took my underwear off and there I was feeling hopeless and defeated by five men. I stopped squirming and laid still because I knew what was coming next. While he inserted his penis inside me,I zoned out and saw my mother and siblings and Bryson smiling at me and waving goodbye. I couldn't move anymore. I just wanted these men to finish violating me so they could kill me. All five of them exploited my body and treated me like I'm some wild animal. My body ached and my eyes were painful because I was crying the whole time. Their smell on top of me made me sick and I puked.

"Dammit what the hell did you just do!"

They sounded like they were from a foreign country.

They kicked me and punched me.

"Stand up your shit!"

I couldn't move. I was bleeding between my legs and wounded from them beating me up. One guard pointed their gun on my head and told me to stand up or he'd shoot me. Honestly I really didn't care at that moment I just wanted to disappear. These men made something that I thought was beautiful and passionate, which I shared with Bryson. They made it into some horrible and shameful,ugh I can't even imagine myself being sexually involved with anyone again. They did not only hurt my body but they damaged my soul. I will no longer be able to look at myself in the mirror the same ever again. They dragged me and left me in some dark room and I passed out.....