She walked into the street and she could sense people staring at her. She could hear the murmurs.. 'Hey, im free tonight' 'How much for tonight' 'She is a slut' 'What a bitch'.. She walked, head hung low.. Once inside her apartment.. She stared at the garlanded picture of her father.. She wished she hadn't made an attempt to prove that she wasn't a slut and that she was raped.. She saw her 5 year old brother sleeping on the bed.. And she broke down, to cry herself to sleep..!!
