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My name is Emily, I'm 14 not scene but I have hard times and my best friend Erika is like my sister we are different yes but friends are friends.

She knew I was dating a guy who's 16 she never put me down about it either. I went on a date with my boyfriend Hunter, he and I have been together for a year. He came to pick me up for our date we hadn't seen eachother in a month I missed him so much. We had a special place only he and I would go. A wide open feild on the other side of town. That night was special it was the 4th of July we went to watch fireworks together in the bed of his truck.

He pulled in and as always he turned off the truck and made me wait for him to get out and come around to open my door and take me out to carry me to the tail gate.

We layed there and talked for a while waiting for the fireworks to start, he told me something and I didn't hear him clearly and said "mmhm". Out of no where he sprung up off the tail gate and started yelling at me saying I was a worthless, stupid, bitchy, waste of his time the whole year and the only reason he asked me out was because he was tired of me complaining about my last relationship and made me shut up by gettin with me and leading me on.

I told him I was leaving and he could just go. Right Before I grabbed my stuff so I could walk home he grabbed my arm and slapped me leaving 4 fingure prints on my face as I fell to the ground crying he kicked me out of the way and threw my stuff at me.

He jumped into his truck and drive off without a care in the world of me layin on the ground in pain grasping my stomach and watch as a bruise formed from where he kicked me with the feeling of my face burn and sting from the slap.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 06, 2013 ⏰

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