I stood organizing the closet for the drama department it was full of costumes and props from classes, exams, performances and shows. I offered to tidy it on my lunch break as I had little else to do this lunch and it got me away from everyone else.

I heard the door open assuming it was a teacher but... They didn't call, I froze thinking who could be there as I stood putting a 20's showgirl dress on a hanger from bugsy Malone last year

"Hey manattee" a voice smirked as I felt a hand on my waist, I instantly pushed it away turning to see... Not Adam but Daniel, the dark haired football boy that had been long freinds with Adam but they had drifted apart as Daniel focused on football, that and the matter of Lindsey "how are ya doing?" He smirked

"Fine, what do you want?" I asked as I worked

"Not much just... Figured as we had a little alone time" he smirked putting his hand on my skirt but I pushed him away

"Get off Daniel!"

"Ohh come on manatee, there's so much off you I just wanna touch a couple of bits" he smirked grabbing my boobs

"I said no Daniel!" I yelled hitting his hands away

"I wasn't asking manatee" he laughed pushing me hard onto the pile of set boxes and foam props...

I don't remember much of exactly what happened, I don't think mentally I was there in my body, my soul abandoned my body for half an hour leaving my body as it screamed and cried begging for help that no matter how much she screams will never come.

When he left I remember feeling so strange and horrible like I was broken, I just remembered going to my English class sitting alone at the back of class and wanting to cry but I think I was all cried out

"You alright Molly?" The teacher asked and I didn't answer I didn't know how to unsure of what has just happened to me and unsure of how to just sit back into a lesson like nothing happened "just try to finish a story before the end of class" she says handing me some paper and a work sheet I just wrote a story about a woman who dreamed of living on a cloud so knowone would ever see her and that whenever she got sad it would start raining like the clouds wanted her there too but no matter how hard they both tried they both failed.

As soon as class was over I went home the house empty as my family was away, and I just collapsed right there against the front door crying into the dark and empty house holding myself so tightly that it hurt, I cried, I screamed, I burnt, I cut, I did everything and nothing would ever truly numb the pain.