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I saw
  I saw
  Him
  today
  He said “how are you doing”
  He was the boy who so many times tried to take advantage of me
  Who wouldn’t cease to corner me at every time we were alone
  The one who took away what little sanity i had left
  He touched me
  On the shoulder
  I wanted to cry
  I was reminded of the car rolling over
  I was reminded of the time he openly said
  “God i don’t care how much alcohol it takes.”
  I’d like to think that if maybe i just submitted and allowed him to have his way maybe things wouldn’t have turned out so violently
  I was reminded of when i was happy, before the parties
  When i didn’t have it play over again and again
  90 mph
  Swerve off the road
  Flipping
  Slide
  Broken glass everywhere
  The windshield was broken and so was reality
  Covering his head with a rag, straddling him in the snow.
  Repeating
  “Stay with me, stay with me”
  Until the sirens blared and the lights as red as the blood staining my head
  He tried to grope the nurse thinking it was me.
  At the hospital the doctor told me
  “You have no damage aside from a few cuts, it’s remarkable. You’re lucky you’re alive.”
  Little did I know the doctor’s statement was false
  There would be a lot more damage
  The damage was just a late bloomer.
  The phrase
  “I’m fine, i’m not hurt.”
  Became my life preserver
  While I remembered every night the difficulty of me falling asleep
  I remember my head getting flung back and forth as we rolled
  The motions always take over my body leaving me nauseous.
  Like a ride at the fair that jars you around as if you were the sphere in the pinball machine
  I can’t ride in cars anymore.
  I panic.
  I grab the handle and brace myself for oncoming impact when I surpass 40 mph in a vehicle.
  god take me back to when I was free
  Those days, those beautiful days
  When i thought things were bad but oh, that was not even the start
  Loud noises jump me as if i were some timid deer
  I can’t concentrate
  I’m prescribed adhd medication in hopes that will help.
  I get more medication for chronic headaches
  It’s the fault of my concussion
  The outer damage begins to fade exchanging itself for internal.
  I start to stay inside, shutting off the world
  The real damage finally subsides and i’m able to go back to my routine life.
  Things start to feel as normal as they can
  Every night i have a nightmare of being with someone i love and crashing a car on a snowy night
  It progressively gets more and more realistic till the point where i accept it
  I ditch friends when they offer me rides to go places
  I’m just a hermit at this point
  Not a day goes by where I don’t think about it
  And in that
  Second
  with him present
  all I can manage
  is a smile and a
  “I’m fine”

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What inspired me was the aftermath of a car accident and sexual assault. I hope that people will gather the courage to speak up after sexual assault.