... It seemed like my mom was there within in seconds. I instantly felt safe in her presences. I thanked the waitress for her help and got into the car to head home. I filled my mom in on what happened, but before the story was complete the police were at the house... Read the entire post on Freaky Friday.
The Man Who Changed My Life- part 2
Friday, February 20 Posted by admin | Labels: family, friends, rape, self defense
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Yep, I'm hungry to know more :) Glad you got yourself out of that situation. I hope that man finds the justice he deserves.
I'm happy to hear that. Look for part 3 next Friday.
Loved your post. There are very few personal blogs in this blogsophere. Very very beautifully written. I can feel your emotions through your words. Good luck take care.
Is this fiction or non-fiction?
@Vinay Rai- It is therapeutic to express my past, especially in an artistic way. I'm so happy that people are responding to it so positively, I was not sure how it would be received.
@Gabriel Gadfly- It is non-fiction. I have a really good life for the most part, but I've had some pretty interesting things happen along the way.
Thank God you're safe...Its really interesting reading your posts. can't wait to read more.
Good for you! Any time a bad guy tries to take you to a more secluded spot that is really bad, and how frustrating people standing around wouldn't help more. Reminds me of that Central Park rape where noone helped. What is wrong w/people?
@meltormes- I can't wait to write more.
@Court- I think that people in general don't won't get involved when there are so many variables: can I get hurt, did the "victim" ask for it, could I go to jail for helping. I was mad the first day but i got over it. It would have been nice to now that somebody cared enough to help though.
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