Trauma and Triumph

I did not see it coming... I was 12 years old. I went looking for my bike that ended up missing. I entered the hallway of the apartment we had just moved from. He grabbed me from behind and dragged me into the unlit corner of the dimly lit hallway. He pulled my pants down. What was he preparing to do? I did not know what to expect. The lady at the top of the stairs screamed and he let me go. I was 14 years old. I had just finished taking my evening shower and headed to bed. I walked out of ...