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Stop. I'm not playing baseball. We can hold hands, for now. When we know each other better, we can do more. Not yet. Not today. If you don't love me, and you can't handle being a woman, get out of here. There's stuff to do. Please don't be mad at me. Christopher, hey! What's up, my guy? Christopher, hey! Hey, wait, who the hell are you? Some kid from my neighborhood. but I said hi to her once and I guess she's a stalker now. Weren't you at Roxanne's house the other day, Chris? What is this? My name's Christopher. Fine. Weren't you at Roxanne's house the other day, Christopher? Are you still afraid of the dark, Christopher? Because when we were younger, you spent that night at my house and you needed a night. Pathetic. I don't know why he's being like that. Sometimes he's really nice. Don't kid yourself. That guy's never nice. why are we stopping I have a surprise for you what is it can't tell you that how far are we going what is that it looks like a haunted house why is there music playing hey what took you guys so long come on hey check this oh cheers one more rockin no no way I have to go home now where do you think we're going What are you doing? Christopher, stop, please. Get off. Please, no. Those boys killed me, but somehow, my body survived. What you need to know is that my life is split in two, cleaved not so neatly before I was raped and after I was raped Roxanne where have you been You supposed to be home by dark What have you been up to Fell on some dirt I need to go take a shower Stop when I'm speaking to you, please. What's going on? Nothing. I just, I hate it here. That's all. Miss America, are you okay in there? I'm fine. I know that, sweetheart, but I want to check on you. I'll be out in a minute. I think I can have some privacy. Oh my god. Nisi Palata, it's just me. Got this from the janitor. Marcifer and his friends are the worst. They belong at the bottom of a dungeon or something. A horrible one, not a cool one. What did you tell your parents? Did they call the cops? What are you talking about? No way. I haven't told them anything. You can't tell them. They would kill me. There's no way that would happen. I'm never telling them. Ever. I'm never telling anyone. and too many people know already. I don't know that I should help you keep this secret. My mom is a therapist, you know? She always tells me that something shouldn't be had secret. No one will believe me. Don't. I really am your friend. Come on, let's get out of here before we catch something contagious for those losers. I should have told my parents right then and there, but I didn't yet know that rape wasn't sex. What happened was somehow my fault, and so I nearly drowned in shame. I wanted to be big and strong and safe from terrible things done by terrible boys. Roxanne, what happened to you? What are you talking about? I'm just standing here. You're... you've gained some weight. You know what happened? Why didn't you say anything? Why did we have to find out like this?