Random Freewrite Week 11

From exercise in class

'An animal' her father called her. One mistake and she would be tainted forever in her father's eyes. As she lay on her bed, tears of anger running down her face, she remembered that night. It happened over a year ago, but it was seared into her memory-like the tattoo on her hip no one knew she had-forever.
They had fought that night, her father didn't understand what it was like to be a Jewish girlin an American high school. The teasing, the laughter, and the ridicule she could deal with; however, the loneliness was tiresome. It ate at her spirit like cancer, consuming and killing every 'healthy' thought in its path. She she argued with her father, frequently. A boy had finally asked her out. A date would be her chemo, her healing drug. Just one date was all she wanted and she pleaded with her father. But his firm 'no' never changed. So, she snuck out that night. Met the boy by the lake expecting an innocent picnic. She didn't know what boys expected. When he grabbed her 'there' she panicked. She didn't mean to cried, later, to her father. They were on the boat and when he grabbed instinct made her push. It wasn't her fault, she pleaded. She didn't know he couldn't swim.