He looked at me, I cringed from the look.
He came near, I took a step back.
He tried touching me, I tried to avoid.
He looked in my eyes, And could see the naked fear.
He held me in a tight grip, I tried to fight it.
His hands were all over me, I tried pushing him away from me.
He started ripping my clothes, I started shouting for help.
He stuffed my dupatta in my mouth, I kept trying to shout.
He used and abused my bleeding body, I felt my soul being shredded.
He looked at me, I cringed from the look……..