She felt the eyes. She didn’t see them, nor did any one else, but she felt them on her. When she went to sleep, she felt them, only when she awoke did she have a moments rest. They didn’t come back to her until she left her house in the morning, to make her way to school.

She wasn’t an ugly girl, nor was she was especially beautiful. She didn’t keep up with the trends, nor did she care for them. She was who she was, and that was always good enough for her.

She went to high school everyday, and got rather good grades, an occasional B here or there. Her friends were few, but unique. They were true to her.

It seemed everything was going well for her. Everything looked up, and she feared nothing, truly.

Until the eyes.

The eyes were the beginning, the feeling of something not right, the feeling of something malicious, of something evil.

One day, she was walking home from a friend’s house. She hadn’t felt the eyes in quit a few days, but she wouldn’t let herself believe that they were gone.

She stopped.

They were on her; she felt them again, as they bore into the back of her skull.

And then she felt the hands. The rough, old, hardened hands on her soft flesh, pulling her back, taking her into the ally.

She didn’t scream as he stripped her clothes, as he took away her innocence. She knew that it would do nothing, nothing would help her, and this man had her, whoever he was.

She was taken somewhere. Where, she knew not. And then everything went black.

When she awoke, it was to darkness as pure as anything she had ever known. A pain erupted from her abdomen, and her buttocks, as she sat there, stripped of her clothes and her pride.

She heard the sound of an old, steel door open, and the laughter of an old man. He walked to her, and she was able to see that he was dressed as a catholic priest.

“Did you like it, my sweet?”

Again, she said nothing, nothing as he raised the knife, nothing as he thrust it into her side, into her breast.

The last thing she heard was the echoing laughter of the old priest, and the last thing she saw were those devilish eyes…