The year was 1988, and Sara Sidle was 17. It was Sara's second to the last year of high school. She was so glad. She hated high school, not the school, but the people. Sara had some guys that would take interest in her, but she never like anyone. Most people would make fun of, or ignore her. She didn't care; she just studied and prayed that school would be over. After the year before all the guys stopped trying and left her alone, but one night when she was walking home by her self, she did that a lot, one guy from school called out to her.

"Well, well if it isn't Sara Sidle" he said, his name was Josh.

"What do you want?" she asked sarcastically.

"Don't get smart with me Sidle," he said.

"I can do what ever I want," she said.

"No you can't," he said.

"Yes I can," she said, he came over to her and grabbed her, "Stop it!"

"No Sidle, you're going to like this," he said.

"NO!" she said, he through her on the ground, "Get off of me!" He rapped her. When he was done, he left her there on the ground. That was 16 years ago and Sara Sidle has never told a soul about that day, not even her best friend. No one at all knows, until now.