Lesson's Learned-Yo Yo's Story

Yo Yo, my confidant, my friend. She will go through a life changing

Experience that will forever change her in the end. This is her story....


Nervous and scared that they will see right through me, that they'll see this is not what I want to be doing. Will they still be my friends if I say no? Will they call me a loser If I am too afraid to go? I know the difference between wrong and right but if I want to be popular, I have to say yes to this party tonight.

I need to be liked by any means possible. I promise myself I’ll be good; I will be responsible. I was at the party and there were so many people, so many people that I started shaking with fear. Toughen up, I say in my head, you cannot let these people see you shed a single tear.

Everyone is drinking, smoking, and having a fun time. I know I shouldn’t, but I must admit that the thought had crossed my mind. Someone passes me a drink and I’m hesitant, what if they find out I am just a small-town peasant? My hands are starting to sweat, can I really decline? Can I really walk away from this party without having at least one beer or wine?

They’ll know I have never had a drink before. I will be laughed at, called a prude or more. If I’m not cool, then who will I be? If I have no friends, I'll be alone, and I think that might destroy me. Unsure of myself but knowing what I need to do, I down the first, then the second wine cooler. The third and fourth got easier. I was already feeling incredible and invincible, I think “RESPONSIBLE” is no longer here. Left and right the drinks keep coming, whoa, my eyesight is a little blurry.

I needed to get some air. I started to walk towards outside, a hand touched mine, escorting me. I looked up and realized, that hand was not taking me there.

Outside is not this way! Anxious and confused I try to pull away. Unable to pull from the grasp of this person’s hand, I try to see who It is, but my eyes are heavy, and I can barely stand.

I’m floating now…am I at home in my bed? I hear voices, then a clicking sound. I feel a breeze along my body; I remember thinking, what’s happening, trying not to think negatively.

Just then I felt a heavy weight, it felt like my chest was being crushed, and I started thrashing around. I hear myself saying “No, no, no! Please stop,” but it's as if nobody heard a sound.

Suddenly nothing. No pain, no pressure, and I can breathe once more. My body was aching, bruised from the violence of force.

I drift into a dream hoping to have a better one than the last. I dream of home and the sweetness I once had, wishing I could go back to the past. When I woke, I was sick at what I found, covered in bruises and blood, lying flat on the ground.



I will always remember the darkness of those voices

I did not deserve to be violated, no matter my choices.

I survived, making me stronger in a way.

I chose forgiveness

Now I am free today.