He gripped my arm with great strength, pulling me from side to side. I was drunk and weak at the time. I begged him to stop, but he forced me on the bed. He told me "Call my name!"
Why did he do this, I didn't want it, I was only 13. I looked up to see my brother. I cried inside, what did I ever do so bad. I was lost, he told me to take off the rest of my clothes.
As I got up, Mom walked in, she looked at me with shame. She sliced me across the face with a butcher knife and she told me that I forced him onto me and that I was too much of a thot to realize I was wrong, I snatched the knife out of her hand and I stabbed that bitch 47 fucking times.
She always took his side over mine, she hated me.
After I killed her, I ran outside, I was completely naked, and in complete shock. This old guy took me with him to an old house in the woods and he put me on a table and he strapped me with rope.
There were huge rats crawling up the table I was all alone. The guy came in and he smiled at me and he told me that if I want to leave, I had to do 69 guys at the same time.
I agreed to it.
They abused me, all of them inside me at the same time, I cried and I begged them to stop, but they hit me with all sorts of objects. It was finally over, I felt like my life was over, I felt like a whore. I ran away as far as I could go and I hid out in some old abandoned building. I found some clothes and shoes there.
Right then and there, I knew that nothing was going to be the same. I asked myself "What am I going to do now?"
I thought that I should maybe get a job, hence the fact that I'm going to be alone for the rest of my fucked up life. I applied for a job at McDonald's and the pizza shop.
Guess what, they both rejected my ass.
Oh, I forgot to tell you who my ass is. My name is Aria Jackson, and I'm black. I hope that's a good enough explanation for you.
I hate my life and I always did. My brother is constantly hitting on me, my mom hated me, I can never get a boyfriend, and I've been raped twice... or should I say 70 fucking times.
I always wondered what I did to deserve all this, but I think I figure it out.... MY ASS WAS BORN!!!!! I walked down the street, i didnt know my way around,it's not like i planned on going back. I went to this old coffee shop and i sat there for awhile an some girl showed up.
"Ari" she called.
I looked up and it was Lizzie, my best friend since 1st grade. She gave me a huge hug and she bought me pancakes.
We talked for a really long time. We talked about retarded shit and laughed about our friendship .
Then I spilled coffee on her ass then shit went sour.
