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Tuesday, September 26, 2006
I will feast upon your bones and revel in the deaths of all your descendents who will never be
Last night it was disclosed to me that over the weekend, a good friend of mine was almost raped on campus.
Where was I all weekend? Either preoccupied in the throes of being sick, or trying to recover and way over my head in homework and studying.
My friend, this semester she's been putting in a lot of hours at work, along with a job on campus, going to school full time and a boyfriend, so not seeing her for a few days at a time is the norm for now, as opposed to how the flow went the past two semesters. But that's not the problem. I just saw her yesterday, during lunch, and she made a few comments to me about how a certain mutual friend tried to push things over the weekend. There was a very subtle look on her face, a look in her eye, her body language. I quickly became concerned, and then the mutual friend mentioned walks over and sits.
I noticed quickly that she wasnt acting obviously different, but there were little things that I picked up and it started to get me worried. My friend left after a few minutes, and I had to study some more before the psych test anyways.
I tried calling her last night a few times, but she wouldnt pick up her phone. I just had this really bad feeling, and I wanted to make sure she was ok. Much later in the night, a different mutual friend called and through a long proccess that I really dont want to go through again, it was revealed to me about what had actually happend over the weekend, and the reason why I couldnt reach her is because she's been with campus police the past few hours. As of then, she was planning on pressing charges.
I cant say anything to her, about me knowing. I cant say or do anything to the stupid boy mutual friend.
And I have a lot to think about.
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