Lunedì, 26 Luglio, 2004 | Posted by Marie Sven Gerkin at 18:33

i pulled the trigger? did i pull the trigger? was that me? it's a memory that i keep getting. i think i did. i think i did.

he touched me. he had tried to take my top off and touch me. he put his lips to my face. i felt his tongue on my face. mum, don't he'll hurt you. don't hurt her. stop hitting her. no don't touch me there please. get away from me. no, mum. don't hurf her.donf huf her. i couldn't speak properly. i couldn't say what i wanted to say. i couldn't help her. i couldn't help her.

Bang. Bang. why were there two bangs?