Jennifer Wheatley-Wolf & Her Triumph Over Rape - Page 4
Jennifer’s attacker stood on the second floor landing just outside her bedroom and out of sight; waiting for what he felt was the right time to make his move.
“I went back to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, this time I was really going to bed.”
As Jennifer had gone into the bathroom, her attacker saw fit to make his move. He made his way into the bedroom and turned off all of the lights. The only light in the room was a candle at her bedside. As soon as Jennifer walked back into her bedroom, she was grabbed from behind.
“The first thing he said was ‘why’d you hang up on me? I told you if you hung up on me again, I was going to kill you.’ I hadn’t heard him say that because I didn’t listen to the last two phone calls. I truly believed he was going to kill me. He had wrapped something around my throat and shoved it into my mouth.”
It is unfathomable at that moment all the thoughts that can run through one’s head. One thing is for certain, anyone and everyone’s hope would be to survive.
“It took me about 20 minutes to talk him out of killing me in gestures because I couldn’t talk and I could hardly breathe. Finally, he took the gag out of my mouth and decided that he wasn’t going to leave without a prize.”
To all who read this; please be aware of the point of Jennifer’s book and this story. While it may seem like silence is the best thing, it really is not. No one is certain as to whether Jennifer’s attacker had other victims or whether he even took lives.
The silence that you allow to paralyze you, keeps your monster on the streets. That attacker will feel the need to escalate his high, and with the next woman he victimizes it may not stop at rape.
That same paralysis that forces the loss of your voice can also mean the loss of someone else’s life.
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