Eighteen

Jordan

I was raped.

My life just died right there and then.

Mine was supposed to be special.

Mine wasn't supposed to be taken.

Mine was going to be with my husband.

But no.

I was abused.

I was raped.

There's no other way to say it.

He and his men repeatedly raped me.

I stopped screaming after 4 hours.

That's how long they all raped me.

I laid there limp while they did it.

I couldn't fight.

I was useless.

It didn't matter to him when I screamed at him to stop.

No.

He got what he wanted.

But what now?

I'll tell you.

Once he was done,...