Thursday, December 11, 2014
Dear Carter,
He said it was ok. He said everything would be alright. He hurt me so much. I was only 13, Why'd he let them hurt me? I didn't mean to be this way. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be like this... Over and over my screams cried out as if anyone could here me. The sound of the tearing inside... It hurt me so much. I cried, gasping for air. The laughter of them was like a tape recorder going on over and over in my head. Every time I close my eyes I can see them hear them, feel them. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't...live. As the tears rolled down my face caressing my rosy cheeks. I felt myself slowly dying. He said he'd never hurt. He said it was alright. I have nothing. Nobody. I'm alone. Crying to myself.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Carter
Short StoryCarter suffers from depression, anxiety and is sexually confused. He doesn’t know how to handle any of the events in his life. He loses the most important thing in his life.
