Jade's point of view (continued)
Imagine this. You are sitting on your bed or sitting in a class or sitting on the sofa or having any normal kind of life. Maybe you're making dinner. Maybe you're watching TV. Maybe you're just taking a walk. Hell, maybe you're fighting with your boyfriend and pissed off with him because he said something incredibly stupid. Then, All of a sudden a tornado hits. Maybe it's a hurricane. Maybe it's a snowstorm or maybe it's a phone call that you get telling you that your five year old daughter got raped and is at risk for AIDS! I'll take a hurricane or a tornado or hell even a fucken detention in room 10D over that any day. For those of you who don't understand why I equate that with a natural disaster... I was raped in that room last summer. I would relive that every day of my life to prevent it from happening to Willow but I can't. It happened already. I am glad the FUCKING SON OF A BITCH that did this to my daughter is dead but I am sorrowful that he died peacefully. I want him to suffer and burn in hell for all of eternity. He could never ever be forgiven for what he did to my daughter. I hate that bastard. How dare he do that to my daughter!
Willow's Point Of View
Every time I close my eyes I see him. I see his dark eyes. I see his evil smile. Every time I close my eyes I feel the way that he... hurt me. I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to know what I did wrong to make him hurt me like that! As they were wheeling me into the hospital room I saw a daddy hurt his little boy. He took his hand and hit the little boy and the little boy cried. I was confused. My mommy and daddy never hurt me. My mommy and daddy never yelled at me. My mommy and daddy never punished me in any way. But this stranger made me cry. Why? And why would someone hurt another person. Why would that guy want to hurt me? Why would that daddy want to hurt his little boy? I don't understand.