Tales of a rape victim.
Today I sat on my chair, the brown one, with metal legs that directly faces the window and lays adjacent to the waste bin, slowly she opens the window, ah it's the leftover droplets of the rain! she says, something holds her there, she is stuck there looking out the window and then the thoughts start coming, I can't change the wrong that has been done to me, I can't go back in time and decide to stay home