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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Oneonta chapter.

As much as it killed me,

Reliving that day,

I had to incriminate the hand that touched me.

To save you the same regret of not knowing how to scream when they take you to bed.


I should have opened my mouth.

I should have cried harder.


When the hand touched me,

A vital part of me died.

Darling you are still alive.

Just as I am,

But the hand that never touched you,

Keeps me up at night.


So here I sit,

And people stare,

As I tell the world that he touched me there.


It was not a joke.


This is not for show.


This is to save other girls.


There should be no pity.

No stares.

No saving.

A man that didn’t want to hear the word “no;” he deserves nothing.


He will sit in a cell,

If my words are believed.

He may regret it.

He may regret me.

But his hands will be safe, locked behind bars.


And my body will be safe,

And so, will yours.




Stephanie Mascetta Major: Economics & Business ~ I love writing poetry, singing, and attending concerts. I have two younger brothers, Joe, and our dog Bailey. Fun fact about me, I was once on a football team!
Emily Barry

Oneonta '19

Hey everyone! My name is Emily Barry and I am currently a senior at SUNY Oneonta! I am a biochemistry student and when I'm not drowning in assignments, I like to read, spend time with friends and family, and binge watch shows on Netflix! Keep up with my articles or follow me on Instagram/Twitter (@emilyrose0328) to get a glimpse at what's going on with me!