It was a Rainy dreary morning, it was a time before there were school buses for the black neighborhood and we had to walk two to three miles to school rain or shine! On this morning I was getting a feeling of doom as I walked and could not figure out why I felt so.

I saw the traffic light at the four lane and was only a block away as I thought of how the cars would spray me with water as they passed. My blood ran cold as I heard the dreaded voice of Charlie call out to me. I tried to keep walking like I did not hear him.

It was only a few months before, when Charlie, Bruce and Daniel had taken away my innocence and my sexual ignorance. I tried to walk a little faster but not run when Bruce stepped out from the side of the building in front of me. ‘ … did you not hear Charlie call you, or do you just wanna be stupid! … ‘.

My mind raced back to that day and I questioned why I did not report them for what they had done. But the thought of having to tell that I was sexually assaulted by three guys was too much for me. Nor did I report them the other times they took me against my will, I just tried my best to avoid them only to have them search for me when they wanted me!

I stopped and glared at Bruce when Charlie came up and pushed me violently into Bruce. Bruce staggered back acting as if I did it on purpose, it was then I heard the voice of Daniel from above ‘ … I saw that shyt Bruce, you gonna let that sissy punk you out! … ‘.

Bruce quickly slapped me across the face hard enough for me to almost loose my balance. Charlie grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back in an arm lock as Daniel instructed them ‘ … bring that Bitch up here we’ll teach him to attack one of us! … ‘.

I just glared at Bruce as Charlie pulled and pushed me up the stair well to the top floor of the building. Once we reached the top floor there was three doors and one was open, I was pushed thru to find Daniel standing in the middle of the room.

Evidently the people that lived there had moved out and left old furniture behind. There was a broken couch, beat up arm chair in what was the living room. I was pushed towards Daniel, who quickly shuffled me aside towards the small hallway. Bruce and Charlie closed the door and followed after me as I stopped and glanced into the bathroom.

I could see trash and a stopped up toilet, the bath tube looked dingy and the face bowl was just as dirty. Bruce and Charlie pushed me into the largest bedroom where there was the remnants of a bed, just the mattress and box springs on cinder blocks. There were lots of clothing all over the floor and Charlie was kicking them around with his foot as if he was searching for something.