"Whore.. You're a whore.. A WHORE"
And that is all she could hear on her way home.
The voices inside her head screaming "whore, whore, WHORE"
She turned the volume up, listening to Metallica's "Unforgiven III", in an attempt to end those voices inside her head. But she could still hear the brutal word even higher and higher.

She drove fast. As fast as she could, as if taking revenge from that voice inside her head. She insisted on driving fast to scare the voice away, but it was there, laughing at her. Telling her that she has become a whore and she could never break out of it.

"I'm not a whore", she said and went on convincing that voice that she is a good person. But the voice didnt stop his repeating the word more and more.

Finally home. Talking to people, listening to music, singing, eating, doing everything possible to stop that voice inside her head, with no hope, no escape.