They raped me, all five of them. They took turns. Tied my hands and feet, burned me with cigarettes, beat me until they got tired. They let me go just to chase me down again. They bit my breasts. They let me go, over and over, and I’d run as hard as I could, but they were faster and stronger. Whenever one caught up to me, he’d grab me by the hair and throw me down on the sand. Then he’d kick me in the face, the chest. Hard.
