I Was Raped and Feel Scared All the Time

Remember... The girl is driving she is driving home she drives past the place where it happened. Where her innocence was stolen. Where she was used. Where she was ripped apart. Where everything stopped. As the girl is driving past, she relives the momory of that day, for only a minute. Unfortunately, one minute is all it takes. One minute is all it takes for her to lose the feeling in her toes. To feel her hands shake. To see the red hives form on her chest and spread to her shoulders like a virus. One minute is all it takes for her to sink to the floor. The tears form in her eyes, and in one minute, she presses on the gas and drives home.