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"It was pitch black. The street lights were flickering making me flinch from moving further towards my home. I had some urgent assignment to finish at the college but before I realised, it was already 8:00 in the evening.
In the way I had to drop by my professor's house to submit him our group's assignment. After submitting and chit chatting for half an hour I went towards my home.
My smartphone's battery was dried up.
I was tired as hell.There was no taxi near by. I was walking like a ghost. I thought today is such an unlucky day. I looked at my wristwatch, it was 9:00 already. I was getting scared as the darkness was consuming me.
Mom might have been so worried about me.
I know her better than anyone else, right now she might have been creating havoc for the neighbours. She might be searching for me desperately. Hold on mom! I am just coming.
I gulped down my fears and started dashing through the narrow dark alley which was actually a short cut to reach my home early.
I exhaled my breath as I finished passing the alley.
For god's sake my heartbeat stabilised.
I began moving further but soon I realised someone was following me. I became extremely scared. My mind went blank for a moment. I didnt knew what to do.
Should I run? no....no...calm down Kate. Inhaling deep breath I calmed myself.
I began taking long steps and walked faster.
I could feel that the guy was still behind, stalking me. Oh my god.
I started running as fast as I could but to my surprise three guys wearing black masks came infront of me.
Panicking I turned behind but saw two more guys waiting there for me. My heart was pounding as if it will pop out the moment they place one more step towards me.
I shouted "HELP!!" there was no one to help me.
One of the masked guy, in his deep husky voice said to me "beauty there's no one who is gonna help you. We will savour you tonight."
My brain stopped working.
Those five guys came towards me.
I kept shouting using my deepest voice "HELP! HELP!"
They were disgustingly smiling.
I quickly grabbed my handbag and opened my pepper spray. I was about to spray the only bottle of lifeline that I was carrying but they grabbed me tightly and pushed me down. One of them hopped over me and forcefully ripped my tshirt. I shouted towards the end of my voic " HELP!!!! PLEASE HELP!!"
He placed his heavy palm over my mouth.
I still kept begging for their mercy.
" Please! let me go! Please...I beg you...I will give as much money you want ! STOP!"
I was weeping laudly. I tried to kick them but they grabbed my hands, my legs, my waist, my everything with their filthy hands.
I even tried to bite his palm but it all went into vain. Using all my strength
I again shouted " HELP! SOMEONE!!!"
there was no one. I was devastated.
They rapped me. I was feeling disgusted by my very own self. I wanted to run away from this cruel world. I wanted to sleep on my mothers lap for the very last time. I wanted to envelope myself in my father's hug.
God please take me. I dont want to live anymore. Please take me away from this unending torture. Before I could say anything more, my eyes drifted to sleep. It felt as if I was empty. I was consumed by the darkness from which I was running.
Mom, dad I am sorry...If only I learnt self defense......"
I wipped my tears and shut down reading my diary. I recalled the incident that happened with me 10 years ago. Luckily I was saved.
Oh my god its 8:00 in the evening, why hasn't justin come yet? I began panicking. I quickly dialled his friend's number but all they said
"Aunty he is not here"
That incident revolved infront of me. I was sweating hard. I was about to call the police.
Ding...dong...
I hurriedly ran to open the door. I exhaled a huge breath of relief. Thank god Justin is home. I traced my eyes all over his body. There were scratches near his elbows.
My eyes drifted to his forehead.
Mini heartattack followed me. Blood was woozing out of his forehead. His knuckles were swollen. Weeping I bent down.
In my cracked voice I asked him
"Justin....where were you??
I was...so..worried about you!"
He remained quiet. Cupping his face I asked him again "Did... something happened?"
My Sixteen year old boy wiped my tears and hugged me. He slowly kissed me on my teary cheek and said
"Mom, I saved a girl from being raped."
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