Him.

Today I was at the movies with family and I saw someone.... I don't think it was him, at least I hope it wasn't but it looked like my cousin... He had the glasses, the spiky hair.... I felt fear rush Into me. I stopped breathing. I wanted to disappear. Now I can't stop thinking about him... The boy I use to worship. The boy i trusted. The boy I thought I was safe with. Bullshit! I think of his words, what he told me. He said he was going to kill me. Strangle me til the light left my eyes. Laugh as I struggled and as he watched my eyes fill with pain and tears. He said he would bang my head against a rock til it split open. He said I would never see my family again. He said my dead body would make a good toy. But he also said it was better to keep me alive and fresh. He tortured me. He punched me, slapped me. He dragged me away. He raped me....