One night sophomore year I decided I wanted to be bad and sneak out of my house. So around one in the morning, I hopped out of my window and snuck out to meet friends. I wasn’t thinking about what my parents told me about people who raped girls. I wasn’t even afraid of that. The only thing I was afraid of was getting caught, but even that wasn’t a big deal to me.

I started heading home at about three in the morning. My friends didn’t live in the same direction as me so I was walking by myself. As I was walking a man came from the side and started walking in front of me. I slowed down because I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. I didn’t think he’d seen me. I kept walking and the man turned at the corner into the alley. I felt relieved because I thought he was gone. But he was there waiting for me. I walked past him and saw him from the corner of my eye. Once I saw him, I knew it was over for me.

Before I had the chance to run away or even think, he grabbed me from behind and put his hand over my mouth. Then he started to drag me into the alley. I somehow made myself fall to the ground so I wouldn’t be dragged any further. As I fell to the ground, he got on top of me. I had no way to escape and his hand was still on my mouth. The only thing I could think was that I was going to die. I never knew it was possible to be as scared as I was at that moment. I didn’t think I had any chance of surviving.

The instant he moved his hand off my mouth to touch me in my private area, I started to scream. I screamed as loud as I could for somebody to help me. But nobody came. I think my screaming must have startled him. After moments of my loud screaming, he slapped me across my face. He had a very heavy hand. It was the hardest I have ever been slapped. After he slapped me, he got up and ran away. I ran as fast as I could in the other direction toward my house. I ran the whole way home.

I made it home fine. I didn’t get caught by my parents. I was almost wishing that I would get caught. At that moment I didn’t want to be alone. I needed that comfort that you can only get from a mom or dad. When I got home, I broke down and cried. I sat on my bed with the lights off and cried myself to sleep. I couldn’t believe what just happened to me.

This experience is something that I will remember for the rest of my life. I will forever be affected. It’s extremely important for all girls to know how serious this can be. Listen to your parents when they warn you. Even though I went through such a traumatic experience, I feel very lucky. I’m lucky that I still have my life. I was able to escape a situation that many girls are not able to. I am extremely thankful. I believe that God was looking out for me.

4 years ago, I had an unforgettable experience. It was a Friday afternoon, and I was helping my mother doing some house chores.

When I was hanging clothes on the balcony, some of them were blown to the roof of my house. So I decided to use a long pipe to take them back. It went well with the clothes near my place, but I couldn’t reach the others. They were too far! I kept trying and trying, but it didn’t work. And suddenly, I slipped and fell down to the terrace. I felt weak and hurt all over my body. I couldn’t even breathe. I remember there were a lot of dust on my body, and there were broken woods and plywoods everywhere. Right away, my family ran to me. They helped me to get up, they were totally shocked.

My parents quickly took me to the hospital. Fortunately, I wasn’t on seriously injured. There were some wounds on my head, arms and legs. After that accident, I try to be more careful when doing anything, and always feel for the actors in action movies. To me, nothing is more precious than life.