I once was happy.
I once had no worrys in the world.
I had friends, I wasn't sexually abused by my best friend. I didn't need to be on edge every moment, of every second in the day.
I was happy with my body.
I was happy with the way I looked , I didn't fall to my knees every time she got near me!
I wasn't week minded, I wasn't scared to leave my house just incase she was there.
But one day that all changed.
I wasn't happy.
My mind was filled with every worry in the world. I had no one, the person I thought was my best friend had raped me and sexually abused me.
I am on edge every moment, of every second of every day.
I hated my body, I hated the way I looked. I fall to my knees and cry every time she got near, or if someone spoke about her.
I am scared to leave my house, incase she was there waiting in the darkness...waiting there to harm me again.... I am here to tell you the story before I leave forever....
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Hello it's me, um this isn't based of anything. It migt also get a bit deep throughout this story and ye just a warning byee
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HorrorThis is a story, that has been written in a book buried with a dead girl for many years it started off blank ...... one day it was found in the draw of the girl who died full it was her story.....
