”Please, don’t do this”, I cried out struggling with the huge, dark guy that pinned me down trying to have his way with me. He paused just for a moment to behold the goodness before him. A quick dash towards the kitchen door, a glimpse of hope; the only chance to escape. Swinging the door and attempting to jump down from the verandah of the top floor of a four-storey building only to be stopped by the rapist and his accomplice. That was how i escaped death and rape. The deafening silence that followed my story was so overwhelming.