Ebony (33:49)
From the point where they. When the guy grabbed me by my shoulders to the stirwer, it's only about six or seven feet, so it's not that long to. It's not that far. So they kind of, like, carried me. But I managed to grab hold of the railing. And I tried to. I tried to hold on, but my hand was slipping, and it kept trying to grab my hand off. And I'm just like, if I let go, then, you know, then I'm done. But I knew I couldn't hold on forever. I'm not that strong of a person. And besides, you know, it's two against one, you know? So eventually they got my hands loose, and so they just. They dragged me down there. The first one, the shorter of the two, he. First. He would. He would get behind me and choke me. And the one who was behind me, the one I didn't know about, was taking off my pants. And at first he tried to penetrate me, but I kind of fought him off. And while I was fighting him off, the other one would either choke me or he would bite me on my shoulder or my ear, my cheek, and anywhere he could bite me. So eventually. This is really weird, and this is gonna sound weird. I convinced him to use a condom. I kind of begged. I was like, just please use one. It'll be easier for all of us. Just please, you know, what you're doing is a crime, and it'll be easier for you to get away. That's basically what I said, which is really sick when you think of it. And he stopped and he took one out of his back pocket. And I was thankful for that because things could have been a lot worse, I guess. At that point, I knew I was gonna get raped. I just knew me against them. I wasn't gonna. Wasn't gonna make it. So I was gonna just try to minimize the damage after if I was to live. You know, when you're 16, you think you're invisible and you're immortal, and nothing like that really happens. It's just stories that you read in Cosmo magazines. But when they dragged me down there, it's like, I couldn't believe this is happening. I just. I just thought I was really, like, this cannot be happening to me. The first one who approached me was the shorter of the two. He would get behind me and put me in a chokehold. So every time I would scream, I would get choked out. It would be choked out to the point that I start seeing the black spots in front of my eyes. So I would calm down, and I pretty much kind of cooperated, because if I didn't, then I would have either been killed or I would have been passed out, and I wouldn't have the opportunity to get away when the opportunity presented itself. So I just kind of became passive. Well, after the first one got done, I got pushed further down the stairs, so I kind of fell down a couple stairs and ended up at the bottom. And then the shorter one, he had his turn. So every time I would try to resist him, he would sodomize me. And I remember thinking, like, when he was gone, I just was numb. I didn't move. I didn't touch him. I didn't do anything. And I remember him, like, being mad at that, that I didn't respond. And he bit me on my breast, and it hurt so bad. He. He bit me, and I lost, like, feeling in my left side of my face because I think he bit through a nerve. And he bit me on my shoulder, which left a nice scar. And he bit me on my butt. And it was like I was some piece of meat that they annulled on. And that's how I felt. And it made me feel disgusting. They would get violent when I would resist or I wouldn't respond, like, sexually to whatever it is that they were doing, even when they were raping me. It was really sick to say this, but they were gentle. But if I resisted them, then it would become violent. But other than that, it was kind of sick because it was like they making an attempt to be actually intimate with me, like, gently, which really is sick to me. You know, you're forcing me to do something, but you're trying to put a band aid on it by being gentle when you're doing it. I just remember just looking up at the sky and the weird thing I remembered, it was a spider web. And usually I don't like spiders, but I thought to myself, you know, if I'm gonna die here tonight, just let me look at one more thing. Even if it is a spider, it's better than having to look at nothing, even though I clearly hate spiders. So I just stood there, and I looked up, and I just looked at the spiderweb. I just thought that I'm not gonna live. Somebody's gonna come in the morning and find my body here. My mother's gonna have to bury me. And it just broke me. I definitely thought I was gonna die. Without a shadow of a doubt. That was my last night on Earth. At first I was thinking, you know, I'll just resign myself. But after a while, I thought, do I really want my family to have to bury me at 16? No. So that was when I got up, and I was like, this is not gonna happen. This is where it stops. I remember clearly what they were doing. One of them picked up the condom, and I remember looking at it, and it had, like, grit and dirt on it. And I was like, I can't use that again. So he turned around to find his pants because everything was scattered all over the place. My clothes and everything were ripped, and I didn't have anything going from the waist down. One of them was looking for the condom, and the other one was the lookout. So that's when I saw my opportunity to leave. And I remember just standing up and told me, just get your keys and run. And I looked around, and I saw something. I saw, like. It was like the moon shining on my keys. And I grabbed them and I ran. And I don't even know how fast I was running. And I jumped over anything that was in my way, but I just knew I ran. I didn't look. One of them was looking for the condom, and the other one was the lookout. So that's when I saw my opportunity to leave. And I never dashed up a flight of stairs so fast in my life. And I don't know, it was like one fluid movement, and I knew they scurried. I could hear them scurrying in the background to get their stuff and leave, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get home. I just ran. I didn't scream or anything. I just ran. So I just ran home. Like, just ran straight to the door. I was, like, naked and bleeding and bruised. But at the time when I was running, I didn't think about any of that. It was just like, sheer adrenaline. I didn't feel any pain or anything. So I guess when I got through the first door, I ran upstairs and I opened my second door and I just ran up the stairs to my mother's room. And to say they raped me. And I just screamed it. And she jumped out of bed, and my stepfather jumped out of bed. My sister and brother jumped out of bed, too, and my mother called the police.