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December 11, 2002
She needed a bath

She ran the water, good and hot. Scalding.

Needed to feel clean again.

She felt so dirty.

She undressed slowly, gingerly taking off her clothes.

She would never be the same; she would never be innocent again.

Something was stolen from her, that regardless of how hard she tried; she could never get it back.

That event would affect her ability to relate normally, to anyone.

She would do many things to try to feel like she was in control of herself, her body. (It’s all about control)

She wouldn’t tell a soul for three years