Selvskrevet historie på engelsk

Before the Party my world was great. I didn't know so much about boys. And Sex? I couldn't even spell it. My experiences was pretty much at 0%. I wasn't yet a woman, I knew that. Although I haven't played with dolls, but I was still a child. ''Beep, beep, beep'' Where am I? What's happening here? Why don't I lie in my own bed? ''She's awake, look!'' I heard a voice, but I didn't see anything. I thougt it was a nurse. But why was I in the hospital. I found no explantion for this. I tried to remember, what happened yesterday. But I couldn't concentrate me, because the devices were simply too loud. Suddenly I passed out and I think I slept really long. The pictures flow into my head. One after one. I remembered everything: ''Mum! MUM! Could you please drive me to that party now. MUUUM! Could you please answer me!'' I tried to dominate my mother and it worked really good. ''Yes, you can go to the car, I'll come right after you.'' My mum sat a pot of soup on the stove and sat it on a low temperature. I was looking for decent music on the radio but I only found classical music. What a shit. The drive was quickly over, because the party was only in the neighboring village. ''Goodbye Mum!'' I went out of the car and walked directly over to my friends, who had already a lot to drink. In that night I drunk really very much. I think I was so drunk that I've kissed every boy. So, my memory really had a crack and I didn't know anything. I woke up. I felt a strong frustration. Why couldn't I see more, than just these few pictures? I would really like to know what happened yesterday and why I suddenly had such a strange feeling between my legs. The doctor came in and saw, that I was awake. He took out his stethoscope and listened to my pulse. 'All right,' said the doctor and went out of the room. He came back with a whole bunch of things. He examined me everywhere. Suddenly his face was stiff and he looked at me as if something terrible had happened. 'Have you slept with someone yesterday? " he asked. 'No, no. Why? I'm a virgin! Is something wrong? Tell me please, what's going on. " The panic grew more and more in me. 'I think you were raped. I'll just take blood to check on whether anyone has even given you knockout drops. " Suddenly a strange feeling come into me and I passed out again. I saw a man. I knew he was invitet to this party because I had seen him before. He looked really good, and normally I would give everything for, to get such a nice guy. But something in me said I had better stay away from him. He touched my lips. He kissed me. The adrenaline flowed through my body. But I had a very dry throat and felt the need to drink something. The man gave me a glass of coke and I drank it completely. Then he resumed where he had previously stopped. He tried to pull me out, but I didn't want to sleep with him. Therefore, I told him that I don't want it. But he was strong and tried it with violence. We were alone, so no one could hear me cry. The images were blurred and I woke up again. The next day a very nice woman came in to me, she envisioned as Psycholigin. Her name was Jill. She talked with me a long time and asked me what I could remember. She wanted to know all the details and wrote everything in a small notebook. Jill told me yet that I shouldn't give me guilt if I did that. Short time after came a policewoman. She asked almost the same questions and I answered it good. She asked if I could remember the face of the man who raped me. And I could. I should create with her and another man a phantom image, whereupon the two set off to search for the