Lina looked up to see the face of whoever had done this to her. she was currently lying down on the grass patch inside the forest. She had been on her way home when she felt an urge to urinate. As she squatted on that ground, a large smelly hand had assaulted her from her back. Before she could even recognize what had been happening, the man pulled her from the ground and carried her on his shoulders. Struggling with all her might, she kicked and flung her hands aimlessly, all so that the man could leave her but her efforts seemed useless. The hands that held her waist to his shoulders felt like iron cages.
She started shouting while trying her level best, but the man suddenly stopped and slapped her on her cheek such that the only thing she could see was black dots swimming within her eyes. Tears streaming down her eyes, she fell to the ground, where the man followed her and took a cloth, then stuffed it into her mouth. After that, he took strings and tied her hands and her legs, and then he carried her further into the forest.
Lina could not understand what the hell had happened. Yes, she hated her life, because since she was born, her life had been miserable. Her parents had died in a bus accident, then her relatives had taken her. life at first had seemed to go back into line but not before she was denied her right to education. She became a maid at the young age of seven. At that time, her uncle had started talking to her in strange ways and when they were alone, he always touched her breasts.
It felt weird and somehow bad for the first time, though with time, she came to actually like the feel of her uncle touching her. it fostered feelings of like while at the same time making her hate her aunt who left all the work to her. things became worse when her uncle one day exposed his manhood before her. at that time, she had just turned ten. He then asked her to put him in her mouth, which she refused. He then brought her hand to touch him, and looking at the way he threw his head back as he hissed, she swallowed loudly.
It was at that time that her aunt opened the door and found them like that. She was always the one at fault. After beating her thoroughly, leaving her at the brink of death, her aunt had thrown her out of the house. Then she had become a street child for three more years before a good Samaritan finally had pity on her and she joined a children's home. She had been there until this fateful day when she had just stepped out and was on her way back now.
After a short while, the man dumped her on the ground and she could feel her back aching with the impact from the ground, groaning slightly, she lifted her tear masked face to see him. The man was tall and large, or that was how he felt to her. he then started removing his belt and opened the zipper to his trouser. He bent and moved his disgusting hands to rip away the shirt she had. Then his hands dipped beneath her camisole to grope at her underdeveloped breast.
At this point, Leila felt disgusted and nauseous, yet the cloth that covered her mouth made it impossible to throw up, and so the vomit kept moving back between her gut and her mouth. Tears glistened her eyes. The man went on to feast on her with his large lips. She felt disgusting, every part that he exposed and touched felt like it had snails going all over. Her body felt clammy.
The man finally moved to her skirt and panties and tore them abruptly, leaving her naked instantly. She tried moving her body and legs, her eyes tearing even more as her expression became a begging one but the man didn't hear. The man went on ahead and raped her. every moment that the man thrust into her; Leila felt herself die slowly. Every part of her body was burning and she could feel herself quickly becoming unconscious.
The only thought that was in her mind as she passed out was" I wish I was never born on this earth." After that she passed out.
Hours later, Lina woke in the dark of the night to find herself sleeping on the ground by herself. Her clothes torn. The gag had already been removed. She tried moving but every part of her body protested. Biting her lower lip, she raised herself slowly until she was half sitting. Her abdomen was on fire. She felt angry and hateful, she felt like crying yet no tears came, on the contrary, her chest felt suffocated and clogged. She tried to swallow but what came out was the vomit she had held in for quite a while.
There was a pool of blood right where she was seated. Looking at the scattered bits of her clothes, she picked them and attempted to cover herself, then she started walking towards the children's home. Slowly, she dragged herself there. It felt like hours, she felt dirty and empty. She had been robbed of everything she still held dear. Her virginity was gone just like that. The perpetrators face was sketched in her mind, along with those eyes. She felt herself slowly losing her consciousness before she saw her caretaker.
She then collapsed into her hands. Quickly, the caretaker called her sisters and they took her inside the office. When she woke up, the sisters were with her, looking at her with eyes of pity. She had been covered with a loose sheet and when she remembered everything, she felt her skin go numb. What did all those sisters think of her. she was dirty. She was no longer innocent. In her heart she hated that man, but even more, she wanted to kill him and kill herself.
She stood with great difficulty and moved to the bathroom. There she scrubbed herself till her skin became painful, and one could see some of the abrasions containing hints of blood. She could feel the hands of the man crawling all over her body and the nauseous feeling within her intensified an she retched and retched though nothing came out.