Sunday, 31 March 2013

My Story......2nd Phase

1st day of school was not tt exciting to me. How could I be when the school is located just beside my former primary school? It totally wasn't my choice at all,I wasn't happy with what I'v got. I know tt I deserved a better school,better environment and definitely better living environment. But all those was just wishful thinking.. I'm stuck again but this time round,I want to make a difference. Getting to know ppl at school really was my comfort zone. Coming from a school where every students be it boy or girls have to spot short hair was a difficult transition for me. Well,anyway,I spend my 1st two weeks of the year trying to find myself a job. A part time job to be precise. At the age of barely 13,me and my close fren actually went around town looking for work. All the efforts was so worth it when we landed our very 1st in Burger King Emerald,right smack in town. Independency was so close in our hands.

At school,somehow I did still managed to make a few good fren thanks to my former schoolmate tt got herself into that school too. CCA was great when I joined the NPCC,MLDDS and Netball team. Yes!!! I finally managed to make myself and my days busy with school and work. No more staying home and facing the abuses over and over again. No care in the world of what ppl at home thinks of me (even if they do).The thoughts of growing up and defending myself from the world just keeps playing in my mind. I'm finally happy... I was considered as a frenly person who often choose to be alone at school. My frens are mostly chinese as I don't really have the liking of being with the malays. I don't and never looked down on them but its just tt the chemistry was never really present when it comes to having malay frens. Until....one day,I realised tt the malay girl tt I used to study with just didn't seem to turn up for school for nearly 2 weeks. I got worried for her,I heard news tt she was somehow or rather was in big trouble. Like me,she too was struggling hard to get along well with students from the school hence,I did not managed to get any news of her at all..Then 1 day,I received a phone call from an unknown guy. He was mentioning abt my fren,the missing girl. I was happy tt I'v finally managed to get news of her then. He was asking me to actually meet him at a location where the girl would be. Being young,naive and gullible,I trusted his words tt the girl would be there. I trusted him when he says tt the girl was asking for me so tt I'd accompany her home as she was afraid tt her parents might scold her. I believed the voice of the girl tt was talking to me when he passed the phone over to someone... Someone,tt sounded like my fren. What I didn't realise is,all these was just a set up. The said girl was not even there. It was indeed the voice of an unkown girl tt was talking to me..How could she managed to mimick her voice? How did she know my details? How could she have the heart of doing what she did eventho knowing what the outcome would be? On tt fateful day was the beginning of an ordeal to me. The moment I reached there,life is doomed for me. Being captured,restrain and rape at the age of 13 by a man of 25 yrs old. Yes. Rape.. What did I do to deserve this? I was lured to the trap just becaused I'm having a good intention to help a fren? Oh God.... Its a very sick world..And my escape after a 3 days ordeal was hard. I finally got to call home. I gained the trust of the rapist tt I won't escape. And true enough tt I didn't but managed to get rescue coming to me. He was apprehended and I finally gets to see my family again. My family,eventho how abusive they may be,but they do care. They walk all the way thru with me from the police station,to the scene or location of the crime till the court hearing.Back at school,teachers was trying their best to help me deal with the trauma.I later found out tt my fren was also a victim of his before me.She got it worse as she was not only raped but was beaten up badly too. And the phone numbers,he actually got it from my fren's wallet. On why was my ordeal different from my fren's? That's because my fren was having the animosity with the girl tt posed as her during the time the said phone call was made to lure me there. Again,I'm just an unlucky person..

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