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The steps behind me are getting faster. I turn around. There he is. This man is right in front of me. He grabs me. Holds my mouth shut. Trust me behind a hedge. I try to free myself but its grip is iron. When he puts his hand from my mouth, I cry for help. But who is to hear it? We are alone on a dirt road at dusk. I'm afraid. What will he do? Will I escape him alive? Al these questions go through my head in this moment. He looks at me. He holds my hands firmly in his left hand. He slowly takes my pants off on the right. I try to fight back. Vain. He goes on and after a short time I lie in front of him without pants. Then he opens his pants. I get a horror.
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Now I know what he's up to. I try to move my legs but it does not work. He is too strong. I close my eyes. I hope it's over soon. I feel a strong pain in my abdomen. After half an hour the agony is over. He gets dressed. He grabs my face and says, "A word and you can dig your grave. Then he's gone. I'm starting to cry. For fear, despair, anger and pain. I get dressed, take my bag and go home. The next day I have to leave this field again. And behind me, this man again. I am getting scared. Because I know what will happen.
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