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Almost fifteen years ago I was the victim of an attempted rape. Luckily I saw the rapist first and started to move in the opposite direction. He caught me and tried to pull me into some nearby bushes. I was able to to knee him where my momma told me never to knee a man with an erection, and get away. Although I wasn't raped I was stabbed in the chest. I was very lucky because several good samaritans came to my aid and were able to stanch the bleeding and call the paramedics. My attacker was caught. During the prelim his family was overheard discussing having me killed because they all realized that he was looking at some serious jail time. Then the intimidation started. I was followed by scary looking men to and from work. I had to change my telephone number several times because of harrassing, sick and twisted calls. For my safety, I moved in with friends who lived in the 'burbs. During the trial I was brought to court in an unmarked police vehicle, escorted by two burly police officers from the sex crimes unit through the back corridors of the criminal courts. I have seen the seamy side of life and don't ever want to participate in it again.
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