Zoey Gets Forced. The man had been watching me for weeks thinking about how he would force himself on me. When I would leave for my daily run, he followed me and mapped my routes. He was a silent stalker and I was unaware of the danger that was about to befall me.
On the fateful day, I left my house just like I do every morning. I took my usual route down the road and onto my favorite trail. I didn’t know what was fated for me. There was no warning, no feelings that something was about to happen that would change my life forever.
Zoey Gets Forced
At a mile into my run my spine finally began to tingle letting me know something was off. I took out one of my ear buds. Trying to listen for sound other than my footsteps pounding on the dirty path. Then I tried to scan the woods around me looking for anything out of the ordinary, but everything seemed in place and exactly as it should.
I put my ear bud back in and put my nervous energy into my run pushing harder. I made another quarter of a mile before I sensed something behind me a moment before hard strong arms grabbed me from behind, picked me up, and carried me off into the dense woods. His smooth glove covered hand covered my mouth as I drew breath to scream out and his arm crushed my ribs as I thrashed trying ineffectually to get loose.
Once we were deep enough into the woods to not be seen by anyone passing by on the path, he threw me down roughly on the leaf covered floor. My scream was cut off when he landed all his weight on me straddling my stomach and hips with his legs. He reached down and ripped open my shirt exposing me to the chill air. Grabbing me roughly by my chin, he leaned down and whispered that if I knew what was in my own best interest I would do exactly what he said and I wouldn’t try to scream.
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