[XMonk Activity] The Spirit X-Monk knows that he did,

The world outside is not good, he usually says: Elenx, as a mother: A Monix.

-When I was your age-: For going out! Why didn't I have other things to occupy my time: more than being stuck in a soap opera, which was repeated year after year on the usual channels. In old 12-inch screen black and white television. With your uncles we went to blows and hair pulling, for changing channels. Then: one day, -said Elenx, while a big tear ran down her cheek.

I had the audacity to go out, to wander. As always without direction. Looking for friendship, in one or another wandering friend of opportunity, she was too young to understand the evil of iron men and perverts. It had already happened in Ica, problems with your uncles and with your grandmother. But what awaited me: it was the consummation of my nightmares in life.

A man, who one day greeted me warmly, another day he offered me a cookie, another day a candy. It appeared, out of nowhere. She didn't surprise me with her attention, because she also called other guys and they didn't care.

-So, that day-: I went out! Not with the desire to find him: but to find the other boys and girls and play ball: a bit of spinning, and hide and seek. It was almost dark now. And suddenly: he appeared, behind my back when I was hiding from the rest: he had a bottle of soda and offered it: Objecting, who was very sweaty and thirsty from so much gambling, he had seen me from the car repair shop and he came in my help.

No mood to protest. Well, she was really thirsty: I drank, two to three sips in a row. Well, I finished the drink, pulling a doll from her back and offering it. I couldn't distinguish the doll's hair or her clothes. Well, something clouded my vision and I felt my body vanish. Falling face down. The last thing I noticed is that I fell into his arms: as if he was waiting for me.

At dawn, the sirens of an ambulance: it woke me up. And everyone was like gathered, waiting for someone. My vision was still cloudy and my head buzzed like bees. Something wet my underwear and I felt pain in my private parts. I passed out again. And I woke up, 24 hours later: because of the sedatives, which put me in the face of severe pain, which made my body writhe, like in nightmares, for hours. He had bruises on various parts of his body and sharp pains. What do I prefer now? Shut up!