• the old oak tree" i think..."I can't be late, he's counting on me to show up" I whisper to myself as i fold up my blanket on my bed and jump out my window in my mothers wedding dress, falling carelessly to the ground, and landing on both feet. I wipe the dirt off the dress which had ripped a hole on the right corner. I run franticly to the bridge, past the field where crows came flying out of the weeds and cry out the most ear deafining, horrible noise I have ever heard. I notice the ground is getting much colder, and my slipper falls off, ignoreing it, i stumble into a swamp, slowing down, i carefully walked bare-foot past the water holding my dress up to my waist... Finally i reach the graveyard, I stumble accross the stones and mud, through the brush and ropes, lieing on the ground... I look at my poket watch and repeat to myself, "the old oak tree" Tis when i look around for the tree, tripping over a rock, i found the tree... I look at my watch again and lean up against the tree... "12:09" i think to myself... i prepare myself by takeing out all my jewels and wrapping them around my neck and wrists, and took out a pendent and opened it up and looked at the picure... This picture was of me and my mother and Father Holding me when I was just a little girl... I hear a noise, i stick breaking not to far from the oak tree. Out of the Brush comes, him, Lord Jerslad of England. He leans against the tree and compliments my jewels. He tells my to kiss him, and i do... While my lips were deep in his lips, I feel him takeing the satchel of gold from my back poket. I seperated us, I asked him "What were u doing with my gold?" That is When he started looking nerviose, then he smiled... I asked him again, this time very firmly, "WHAT WERE U DOING WITH MY GOLD?" He simply smiles again and reaches for his poket, he takes out the bag of gold and says, "smart smart girl, tis why i love you..." looking at me firmly he says, "here have it back my dear..." he holds out the bag, I reach out to grab it, he dropps it and says "oh dear, clumsy me, let me get that for you...." he bends over rather slowly, pickes the bag up, dropps it again, and quikely, stands up holding a knife at my neck... I scream at the top of my lungs and he says, "stop that this instant! do that and i will kill you right here!" then quikely he grabs all my jewels and my pendent and puts them all in a bag and sets it on a rock holding me as he went along. then to my suprize he tells me why my parents won't let me see him...and askes me is i regret not listening to them... then, i screamed, why did i scream you are asking? because... he is committing rape... thats right.. rape... next thing i know, blackout.... i never saw the light of day again... he had killed me... and i tell you this story not to point out a romantic story turning to rape....
    this story is to point out to always listen to your parents in a situation about you not going out at some time at night with the opposite sex which they hardly even known, and never to sneak out to go see that person alone...
    this is just for your awareness that somewhere in the world right now, is either being rapes, of slaughtored...

    plz... take this not as an insalt to arena posts, but as a coustionary informitive to all people of any age....

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