He silently came into her room, looking and feeling around in the darkness. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he was acting on pure emotions. He discovered her bed and saw her lying in it, silently snoring.

"She sounds so good when she's sleeping," he said silently. He walked to her bed and stood above her. Her dark purple hair was lying everywhere on her pillow and with the moon shining into her window onto her face her true beauty was magnified.

"Please don't do this to her," his inner self pleaded with him. "Why do you want to take this evil path? You have so much ahead of you in life." He ignored his inner self and put his hand over her mouth. She opened her eyes and tried to scream.

"Why does this always happen when I do this? Shut up!" Despite the request of her aggressor, she tried to fight against his grip with no results. With his free hand, he slapped her in the side of her head. "I told you to shut up!" She stopped squirming against him and relaxed her body. "You and I are going to take a little trip, and we're not going to tell mommy and daddy about this, okay?" She stared up at him with tears in her eyes. He slapped her again. "Okay?" She nodded in agreement. "Good." He scooped her out of the bed and exited her room as quietly as he came in.