He shoved me to the ground and started kicking me. I cried out as he punched me repeatedly in my stomach. He grabbed the front of my t-shirt and roughly yanked me up and slammed my back to the wall repeatedly.
He finally let go as I dropped to the floor like a weakling. Everywhere hurt and everything around me was blurry.
"I'll be back." He growled and when I thought it was over, he stomped his leg on my stomach as hard as he could.
I screamed and I couldn't breathe, my vision clouding. All I could feel was the agonizing pain before I blacked out.
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The Girl who wears Sweater
Short Story"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." ------------------------------------------------ Story of a sad & lonely girl and a curious boy. ***trigger warning
