Preadator Stories

This is part of a story I wrote for the writing group.  I was left the unenviable task of saying what happened to Alex when she was 15 years old,  what had happened to the young innocent girl that day ten years ago. I hope you enjoy it; I will be incorporating this into a larger story at some point.  I lay down on my sofa, my Analyst pulled up a chair and started making notes. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.  As...