Again

Again. His hand goes up my skirt; his cold dry hands rub against my thigh causing my body to shiver in response.

Again. I feel his hot breath on my neck.

Again. He bites my neck, I tighten my muscle to drown out the pain.

Again. My clothes fall to the floor.

Again. I feel my heartbeat increase and my pulse race.

Again. I call out for help.

Again. He laughs at my despair.

Again. My screams fill the air.

Again. I lay naked on my bedroom floor.

Again. I hear my mother coming back home from work.

Again. I run to the bathroom.

Again. I grab the razor.

Again. I sat on the floor.

I drew blood, again and again and again and again and again.

I lay on the bathroom floor in pool of my own blood.

Never again...