I pushed it deep down into my mind.I just feel sick thinking about it.Why did I go to that party? God, what was I thinking?I felt small compared to him.It hurt a lot.I said "No", but it wasn't good enough.He kept going.Why did no one help me?I cried.I felt like dirt. Am I a whore for taking it?I had no choice.No where to run.I wasn't thinking straight. Oh God, what was that pill I took?!That line...