Prologue

"Please, I beg you...it hurts….."

"Why don't you beg a little more, babygirl?"

"Hey, hey, look at the camera. Yeah, that's a nice pose there."

"God damn it you're so tight."

"Please....please…..AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA....!"

A cage made of concrete that she called home, yet not a single person was there to hear her scream.

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"Hey hey, isn't she that one?"

"The one got raped at her own house? Yep."

"What raped! I bet they just got caught while screwing around. I mean, if she didn't know them, why would she let'em in her home in the first place?"

"You got that right. Man! I feel sorry for the dude now!"

"If only it weren't for-"

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"What a poor unfortunate soul!"

"Yes, I agree. If only she didn't go there that night.'

"Girls her age should understand by now what's dangerous and not. Girls shouldn't be this daring in the first place."

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"You can't really blame the guy here, ya know. She was literary asking for it. Did you even see what she was wearing that night? Anyone could get the signal, you know what I mean."

"And also, why let a man inside your house when you're all alone?"

"I know right? She is such a slut!"

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WHAT WAS SHE WEARING?

WHY DID SHE LET HIM IN?

WHAT A POOR SOUL!

SHE GOT DIRTIED. WHO WILL MARRY HER NOW?

IS SHE PREGNANT?

WHY DID SHE GO THERE?

SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ALONE!

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At this point, she didn't even know who was the one at fault here.....