Monday, 19 September 2016

Anonymous

Anonymous

9/18/2016
11:02 PM

There had been days I wished I never survived . Days I wished if only magic and miracles happened. Days I wished I was never born.And now I don't but glad that I never attempted to take away the life god has given me.

My name is Anonymous. I was only 17. A teenager who did everything with her peers back in high school. A total happy life. Like any other parents mine was strict too with so many rules. I constantly got grounded for getting late to get back home after dinner at friends and movies. But never did I do anything against myself. Alcohol and drugs was stars and a new comer in school and in town for everyone. Everything was secret and people lost themselves to addictions and crimes. But nothing did ever effect me and keep my straight A's in my studies.

It was prom and every single kid was high that night. Dancing through the evening with my boyfriend. I was so in love that it blinded me to know it was too late to walk back home. Scared of my daddy I ran home refusing My boy friend's idea of dropping me back home. That would have been better, better to be grounded for an year than ruin the whole life.

The one last thing I remember from that night was that I was hell scared and alone in the streets running with my blue silk gown and stilettos in my hands . There was a car following me and people in them whom I have never seen before. They were drunk and teasing me, very abusive commenting about my physique.

My legs weren't too fast nor was the night. Kidnapped and drugged I had no idea what happened nor where they have taken me.
A day later I was found in a cheap motel by the cops , my clothes piled on one side of the room and my purse and the license. Drugged continuously for 24 hours weakened my body to fight back they Said. I was in the city hospital ICU when I gained my consciousness with tubes connected to every part of my body. There were police men. I was moved to the room after a week with same number of tubes connected into me.

My body bruised and not able to move. I was drugged, beat up .

" Welcome back, we never thought you would survive with injuries and wounds. " the doctor said one day .

I was raped. By number of people which I don't remember. I have been on channels mom said weeping. "You are everywhere, your pictures , the videos "

I was taped I then understood. Why would I not be in every place. I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Mom and dad constantly had fights on the way bringing me up and mom's pampering.I got a letter addressed from my boyfriend brought in by a nurse. He had written that he couldn't stand to watch his beautiful girl this way and is very disturbing and hurting for him that he is breaking up. I was shocked for two days. If only I didn't stay late that prom night this all wouldn't have happened. If it was not for him my life won't have been ruined. I was taken home a month later where I entered to hear the divorce of my parents. I never saw my dad again.

Everybody stared at me wherever I go. In school I became a porn star with the taped video in everyone's phone. I became a pit for sympathy and sarcasms from people. I became an issue for my best friends and avoided me forever. And for my ex boyfriend, the coward had found a new girl very rich and slutty. I prayed every night for my senior year to get over fast. Catching up with the lessons and spending all my time with studies I passed out as the school topper   and got admitted in Princeton for engineering.

I was again alone,opposite to all my expectations of my new life. A victim of rape, knocked unconscious and a bad girl who stayed late at night with her boy friend. Mom took back the case she filed before against the people who kidnapped me, running out of money. In a matter of months after I went to college mom remarried and left the state. Calling once in a while didn't make me feel any better from all the humiliations and loneliness . There were only few people who understood me. My professors .

From all the sympathy and accusations i started finding peace traveling alone around the country. Tired of shedding tears and loneliness i discovered a new life for my self. After my miserable Princeton days i migrated to England to start over, Were nobody will know who I am or see and measure me for what has happened to me or consider me bad .

Time heals true but it not only healed but has given me a new life. I met new people, made new friends but everything under a cover . Nobody knew what my past was nor did I tell anyone having no plans to ruin my life again. I fell in love again but this time with hundred percent surety that I have found a right man. The man who loves me, who had a heart to love me after I revealed my true self and my past. The man who desperately now wants me to be his.

I got engaged last week to be married. Now 28 , In the span of 12 years of my life because of one dangerous incident I lost my parents, my friends, my dreams, my dignity, my life. Yet things are falling into places, only because I never took any reckless  decisions. Because I dreamed , I hoped that one day things would change the way I want them to be. I believed in god, in me and it is shining its lights on me.

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