THE WHITE WITCH

Fighting was no longer an option; she just lay there, tears streaming down her cheeks, as the vicious men continued to vandalize her. They were strewn all over her body. Her body had become too numb for her to do anything.

Everything started one beautiful evening when she was sent outside to run an errand. And, as she always did, she took the shortest route she knew well. She was walking when she noticed a young man she recognized; he was her older brother's friend, so she remained calm.

She came to a halt to speak with him, only to blackout in a matter of seconds. When she opened her eyes, she was naked in a deserted area, in a place she was unfamiliar with, with a huge man in between her legs.

It was excruciatingly painful, so she cried and screamed, but the more she did this, the worse it became.

While that man raped her incessantly, she noticed her brother's friend staring at her. She couldn't read his emotions, but she was filled with hatred for him. She put her trust in him, and this is how he repays her!

To keep her from screaming, they stuffed a cloth in her mouth. She could see the desire and lust in their eyes. Their eyes said it all, and it was clear that they were not going to show her mercy.

These jerks showed up prepared, and they didn't care that she hadn't fully bloomed. As they forced themselves on her one by one, she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

What hurts her the most was seeing that traitor, whom she had looked up to as a brother, ravaging her as if she were a stranger.

She fainted in the middle of being vandalized, and after a while, she heard sirens. People talked around her, but she failed to open her eyes because she was too exhausted to do anything.

The ambulance appeared to have arrived because she felt those needles enter her body and it didn't hurt at all as she couldn’t feel any pain.

She couldn't help but cry when she heard her mother cry, and the last thing she heard before she passed out was, “I'm very sorry Ma'am, but due to the damage that was caused to your daughter, the only option is to operate on her and remove her womb.”

“Why would you do something like that?”

“It is severely damaged, and I am afraid that if we do not remove it, she will be in danger again, and it will be too late by then.”

Hearing her mother cry, she despised everyone at the time. She was going to exact her revenge with her own hands, and the thirteen-year-old girl blacked out with that last thought.