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My writing (The Worst Day of my Life
Reading & Writing / by Onion08
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 May 2nd, 2025
...See more CAUTION! This writing includes mentions of sexual abuse, rape, raw emotion, and young pregnancy. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. The Worst Day of my Life. I’ve had many bad days even days that some would consider to be really bad. I’ve had days that are hard to talk about, days that no one speaks of. The worst day of my life was a day that we don’t speak of, we as in my family and I. It was the day that my sister told my mom and myself that she was pregnant with my abusers child. It was a Saturday morning and my sisters and I were out for brunch with our mom. We went to a small restaurant near our home, I ordered chicken and waffles; it was not very good. After we had finished eating my sister pulled out an envelope and handed it to our mom, she opened it and pulled out a folded up picture of an ultrasound. Emma said it was hers. I couldn’t breathe. A wave almost of panic came over me and I stopped breathing, I wanted to scream, to throw up; I was so scared. I started to pick at the skin on my fingers until they bled (I tended to pick at them when I was anxious). I remember looking around and realizing that I can’t run away, I couldn’t hide, and it destroyed me inside to know that I couldn’t just run away to my room and look the door. I was trapped. I could hear mom asking her questions but I couldn’t hear what they were saying my mind was all fogged up, it seemed like they were speaking in a different language almost. I remember Emma saying that it only happened once and that there were just lustful but in my mind all that kept replaying was ‘did he rape her? did he rape her? didherapeher? didheRAPEher? didheRAPEher?’. And I was so scared for her not myself, but her, and I knew that I would have to tell someone what he did to me, but I just didn’t know when. Emma started to cry and I just couldn’t anymore, so I got up and asked if anyone knew where the bathroom was. Gabriella looked up at me and said she thinks it’s around that corner but doesn’t really know, when she looked at me I almost cried; I tried so hard not too but It came anyway. She stood up so fast and just grabbed my hand and put it in hers and she put her other arm around me and we went to find the bathroom. Once we got there I was sobbing at this point and Gabriella was too. We just hugged each other so tightly and cried. I told her right then and there that he had touched me. She just kept saying she was sorry and we just kept crying. I said I was scarred. Once we had calmed down I blew my nose and we wiped our eyes, and then we started for the door. Before we reached it I heard someone peeing, I looked over and noticed that the first stall in the bathroom was closed. Someone had been sitting on the toilet holding in their pee as we cried so f*cking hard. Once we returned back to our seats I texted Gabriella asking her if I could go home with her, she said yes. We left soon after, on the way to Gabriella’s place I told more of what happened; she reported it that night. I wrote this just a couple months back, Thanks for reading - just a shy sophomore girl who needs help
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