Triggered and afraid
I, of course, came to her aid, giving all the information I knew to help.
But when I did this, I viewed the other users posts, which were mostly jokes about it. I became infuriated that they were taking an event like this so lightly, and responded.
In return, they made fun of me and claimed to be completely serious and that I needed to lighten up.
So, I helped by talking with the girl a little longer, until their words became too much. They were asking too in depth of questions. The questions didn't seem to bother the girl, but I began shaking and started hyperventilating.
At this moment I don't know if that girl was legitimately raped, all I know is I can never look at those users the same way again.
My nightmare came back. And I haven't had it for over four years, ever since mom and me moved out of Dad's place.