My latest finding? How quickly it can go that a very passable day can turn into the purest hell. How do I get there? Could be because of the stone that seems to dig into my back. I would probably feel it less if there wasn't a guy who was pushing me to the ground with his whole body weight. If it were to happen with my consent, one could indeed discover a certain romance in it. A wonderful afternoon, hardly a cloud in the sky, pleasant temperature, fresh grass below me. Yes, in another case, it would have a touch of romance. At this moment? Forget it!
Gradually I feel a sharp pain. I've been trying to defend myself for the last few minutes. Little by little I manage to sit up more and more. Until then, I never thought I could muster up such strength. While this undertaking noticeably saps my strength, he continues to grin to himself, not remotely thinking about finally letting go of me. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes, press my jaw together. If it continued like this, I knew it would end badly. I only vaguely notice what is happening around me. Just try to concentrate on pushing him away from me.

"Get off of me at last!" I finally hissed at him several times, furious. Without warning I suddenly feel a clear relief, all of his weight has disappeared from me. Exhausted, I let myself fall back on the grass. My breathing is faster than I would like. My heart beats violently, doesn't seem to want to calm down. I keep my eyes closed, I'm scared. Only when a shadow forms over my face do I risk a look. At first blurry, I gradually realize that this person whose face I'm now looking bears no resemblance to my friend.Confused, I blink a few times. Stare awkwardly into those blue eyes.
"Everything OK?"