That night she masturbated after so many years she had started feeling good she slept very late and when she woke up next morning she was feeling very...refreshing she hadn’t felt that way in past years.It was a great feeling, A feeling of completeness, a feeling of purpose. She got up from the bed got ready and left for the job. Everyone saw change in her attitude that day she was very cheerful. Even she felt change in her. All the time she had one thing in mind: she has to finish the work soon. Dr Rose glanced over towards her brightly lite red LED clock which sat upon her dressing table to see that it was only 0630 hours, so she rolled over on to her side, pulled her second pillow up over her head to muffle the sound coming from the street below & curled up in to a fetal position. As she lay there in bed, slowly drifting in & out of a sleep fuelled trance, wearing nothing but her warm soft duvet cover to keep her snug & warm, she drowsily thought to herself that she would have just. I just pictured Leslie turning her head and seeing me. I couldn't help it, and finally, I got caught. I shed a few tears, and he wiped them away for me too.'Please just let it go, Leslie,' I thought numerous times.We both waited for them for over five minutes, and from one second to the next, we heard a knock at the door. My heart felt like it was gonna burst out, and I shook my head no to him."I know you're in there, Allision," we heard her whine.I hit my fist a couple of times, and then she. Worse, her own parents blamed her for the attack, saying if she hadntbeen "behaving like a sissy.", she wouldn't been hurt.They refused to even see her after that.So then she began to speak to whatever might be listening of her needfor justice.For vengeance.And she felt sure that someone, something had heard her, and she restedfor the first time since her attack.Days went by and then weeks, and slowly, her body got better. Her mind,however, remained a fractured mess. It didnt help that the.