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John's screams as Daniel tried to touch my body was the reoccurring nightmare that could never be skipped in my mind. I had been probed, picked at, pointed at, talked about all in front of my own face. I had been photographed and touched to being judged as I sat there trying to escape this nightmare.

Daniel was always there, he wouldn't ever go, he would always wander in my head and never leave until he ruined a moment for me.

They all knew my story, I could tell as they gave me looks from the hallway. I was the new buzz around the hospital, I was talked about it and photos were taken from the plexiglass window as they laughed watching me.

My mind was never an escape from their words, their eyes, all I saw was a girl who was broken grabbing at the wood that kept me away from the world. I felt every moment, the feeling of not being able to breathe, of not being able to say a word. His hands as he touched me, didn't he realize all of this is wrong? Why couldn't he have stopped it, wh