Nightmare scratches on the wall

The other day I was going back to my hometown. I had to catch a flight. With my cousin I had a lot of fun that weekend I didn’t want to leave but working is really important. We both were on the way to the airport when she got a call from her office. It was urgent she had to leave me and go. So, she asked me to call her once I reach and the next again to call when I receive my boarding pass and the third time when I am in the plane. I know it’s kind of weird but she was worried about me, as I was going to travel all alone like this.

I took another taxi. Looking to him, his temperament was good, but I was asked to stay cautious as the city was full of evil people. I sat in the cab. It was a morning time when there was rush-hour traffic. Red Light, stop. I was going thru the photos in my phone when suddenly the driver of the cab turned back and looking at me. I was astounded, there was a kind of feeling in me that I am in trouble.

He started to slide his hands from my waist to my breasts. I thought to open the window. I pressed down the button when it opened a little he turned ahead and tried to close while I pull out my hand so that I can stop closing it with my strength. But my fingers stuck in the middle of the window. I was now helpless. I was not able to move my hands. The driver drove the taxi to the wrong place. I shouted for help but there was no one to listen. I tried to move but I had my seat belt which made more difficult for me.

The driver turned to me he had a wicked smile on his face. He jumped to the back seat. I was thinking of doing something so I can run, but what could I do? Suddenly his hands were between my legs. I was trembling with fear. Then he started to lick my neck. My hands were stuck so it was easy for him. Then he opened the buttons of my shirt then the lowers. I was scared to death. Tears were rolling down to my cheeks I was begging him to leave me, but how could he leave without taking an advantage. I tried to pull out my hands from the window. The harder I try to pull the more I felt the pain in my fingers. The person pulled down my pants. I tried to push him away from me but that didn’t help, because he was strong. He pulled down my inner I had no clothes on me. The moment for me was like I am dead from inside. I tried everything I can. I was touched everywhere. There were black and blue marks on my body. There were teeth bites on my neck, my shoulders, the side of my breasts. There were blood some places.

It started to get blurr..! I had to pull my fingers out of the window. I couldn’t take anymore. I was hurt when I pulled harder but I succeeded and had scratched my nails on his face, but actually I scratched it on my wall. I woke up it was the nightmare.

I was sweating. It is sometimes, the worst happened with you is haunting you. I looked into my cell phone for the time it was 5 o’clock. I got up from bed and after getting fresh went for run.

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