Ever since I was raped at Kyle Rodgers’ party over the summer, it felt like I became an outcast around Merryweather High School. I couldn’t talk to anyone about it because either they would hold a grudge against me for calling the police or they wouldn’t believe that I was actually raped. In fact, during our first pep rally of the school year, one girl asked if I was the one “who called the cops at Kyle Rodgers’ party at the end of the summer” (Anderson 27). I didn’t really answer her, but another girl was mad at me because “her brother got arrested at that party and he got fired because of the arrest” (Anderson 28). Everyone else started to become hostile towards me because of me calling the cops at that party. Since people are still holding a grudge against me, I feel like I can’t even trust anyone around here nowadays. Basically, all I am saying is … I really need someone to talk to.
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