After telling her that she was raped, she looked up at her mom for some consolation. “Well, I know you think that it's not your fault, but it really is”, her mom said with a satisfied smile, “now you know better than to go out dressed like that, don't you?” – Somewhere, some girl Her mom always supported dad. Disclaimer: I do not promote hateful behavior. I don't agree with the outcome of the story, the reason I wrote it in third person instead of my usual first person style. The story just portraits a sad reality, which, I wish, would stop.