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Story of surviving – Pam Swider


Posted By on Nov 27, 2016

It happened a long time ago, but it still affects me every day.  I went out for the night with a friend I hadn’t seen in a long time.  Our intention was to have to fun, to dance, to laugh.  Instead I was targeted.  They approached us, danced with us.  I was driving, so I wasn’t drinking, and he kept buying me pop.  Pop that I later figured out was laced with something.  Something to bring my guard down, something to make me not care,...

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