open windows
I had left my window slightly open, it was hot and I didn’t want to leave my air conditioner on. I only heard the click of my window shutting, I heard no one opening the window, no one climbing through the window, and no foot steps to my bed. The next thing I knew there were hands all over my body. I didn’t know how many at the time but it felt like they covered every inch of me, from my feet to my thighs to fingers running through my hair. As a chill ran up my spine I tried to scream for help, but a rough hand covered my mouth and I felt a heavy weight fall on my legs, before I got as much as a sound out. Different hands, softer hands were …