The Hunter's blind heart.

I always thought this life didn't belong to me ... like I was out of place, the time is wrong and my body is not mine.

Already at birth I had heart and respiratory problems, fortunately managing to survive and growing up I could never live life to the full.

One day, at the age of 15, I absolutely wanted to go to a party I was invited to for the first time.

My parents didn't agree and now I know why.

That evening, I secretly organized myself with friends to go there, there were those who would be brought by their boyfriend and who by their brother, so I prepared myself and made up, creating a puppet under the covers and decided to go out of my window, not being very tall I would not have had any problems then going back up.

I waited a little further and after a few minutes I saw my friend Lorena arrive with her brother.

I was no longer in the skin, finally I would have experienced one of the adrenaline that all the others have, mine has always been quieter, between study and family.

My mother hasn't been very well in recent years and my father was trying to carry on the family.

But for tonight I would have enjoyed some fun and emotions, maybe I would have met a guy too ...

Anyway back to the present, the three of us got to the party and there was a lot of mess!

People dancing, rescued, screaming and breaking things!

They all seemed so carefree, happy and friendly, but the reality is that there were a lot of people who were also shady, mean and despicable.

The usual little groups of boys and girls who had no respect and education for others.

I tried to avoid them as much as possible by staying with my friends, but something went wrong.

I remember that shortly after a drink and then another I could no longer stand up, my head was spinning and I found myself in a room on a huge bed.

The room seemed stately and looking around I saw a boy approaching the bed, his gaze was lost, it was clear that he was drunk and did not answer for his actions.

Knowing what his intentions were and I tried to fight, I called for help, but he kept my mouth shut with one hand and my hands locked over his head with the other.

What I remember is being able to kick him in the balls and he falling crying to the ground, at that moment I took courage and started running away.

Going down the stairs, I noticed that there were still a lot of people and a lot of music and before going down the stairs I heard laughter and screams, I couldn't believe it.

I walked over to the door slowly and glimpsed 3 guys around my friend, she was wriggling and screaming, while one of them was approaching, laughing she said that one on one of her would torture and rape her.

And I was there looking, I didn't know how I could help if not the only thing that came to my mind.

I called the police and soon my parents too.

Had they never left ... I had never gone to that stupid party none of this would have happened.

The police came and stopped everything, my parents came and took me away.

After what happens next I remember it very blurred.

One moment I was in that mess and the next I was in the car looking out while my father screamed and my mother cried.

In a split second everything stopped, the impact was fierce and fast.

I woke up with a start in the overturned car, I was losing blood and I was still tied to the seat, but something was wrong .. I was seeing black all the time!

Panic began to assail me, I called my parents desperate, but none of them answered.

I continued like this for hours perhaps, but nothing, ended up being voiceless and without strength, I cried and screamed until the darkness had taken me to itself.

What came next was just finding myself in a hospital bed, without parents and without sight ...