The three year Anniversary of my attack has just passed. I have written a candid story of the events that led up to my rape and only a part of the aftermath. I hope my story serves as a stepping stone for other women to come forward and speak up about their own experience.
May 11, 2005 would be the day that my life changed forever. However no story would be complete without a little background information.
Let’s rewind to May 10, 2005. I was four days shy of graduating with a BS. from college. There was so much to do and so little time. I had an on campus “job” of taking care of residents. I had to get an outfit. I had to pack. I felt like I was about to jump off a cliff!!
My phone rang. To my dismay I HAD to answer it since I was a resident assistant. Much to my surprise, it was an actually a childhood friend of mine who was also graduating. Phew! It wasn’t a resident. Thank The Lord! “Jessica” was going to be in my area and wanted to know if I wanted to hang out and celebrate.
I came up with every excuse in the book not to go. They weren’t really excuses, they more like chores that needed to be accomplished within the next four days. After a back and forth banter, I finally caved and decided to meet her in the city the next day.
Fast forward to May 11th. I alerted my co-workers that I wouldn’t be around and to call me on my cellular phone is they needed me. I’ve never be a fan of the subway, but it’s one of the easiest and cheapest means of transportation. This will come into play as my story unfolds.
I get to the city around 3 PM and Jess and her boyfriend are there waiting. We decided to nix the idea of drinking since I had finals to study for and Jess had to drive to her house and back to her campus. We sat down in one of the local eateries and stuffed our faces as though we were going to the electric chair and that was our last meal. We spent most of the night cackling like banshees and reminiscing on the good ole days.
Jess and I are 80s babies and we couldn’t help but sing those catchy 80 tunes for the whole place to hear. We even started quoting lines from some of the cheesiest 80s movies known to man! It was the most fun I had been a part of in a very long time!! As the saying goes, “Time flies when you’re having a good time” and truer words have never been spoken. I looked at my watch and realized that it was 2am!!
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