City of Poison

Who am I?

Who am I? What am I? What happened? I ask these questions a lot nowadays. I am. . .something worth more...I am a princess ready to be a queen...really what happened? Let's see what I can remember about me. My name is Tilli, um I'm pretty sure I'm a human being but I really don't know why I'm here in this situation. Can I say when it all started? Maybe when the only person in this world understood me died, but its been a long time since I have really noticed how lonely I. Hm? Who was that person? My great grandfather, we were do much alike it was scary for my family. He died when I was about 8 or 9 so I think I don't act like him anymore. He always knew what to say or do to make me happy, I never got along with other kids or even gave thought to who Would want to be my friend because all I needed was my great grandfather. With me always being with him I was so innocent and pure. I didn't ever know what the outside world was like and never cared, my GG was my bubble that I was convinced would never pop until one day when I got off the bus with my siblings when it started pouring out of no were. I actually had a great day at school but on the bus some reason I wanted to bust out in tears but didn't know why. As I got off the bus and into my Grandmothers car she got a phone call. It was the nursing home my grandfather stayed in they were calling to tell my family that my GG had died during his treatment routine. Thats when my bubble popped and I became trouble. School throughout the years up until this year was rough for me. The world wanted nothing to do with me and didn't understand me at all. So who do you turn to? Well not who more like it. The internet of course, I wanted the attention my grandfather had given me. I got attention but a negative type of attention. Thats when I met my nightmare which had come to life. Justin Richardson on grade above me, although he was in the 7th grade he acted like he was in the 3rd, yep not a lot there with him. I only dated him twice, once in my sixth grade year and again in my seventh grade year. BIG MISTAKE! Seventh grade year... If I recall correctly the day was June 16th. I made the worse mistake possibly in my life. I slept with the idiot and he told everyone! I guess thats what I get for not fighting hard enough.When I told my close friend she said it was rape since I did try and fight but really I only laid there and took the pain. Now the current date is Saturday August 5, 2017 and even though this happened 2 months ago everyone in my city still talks about how I didn't fight hard enough. Some even are saying the actual truth that I just let it happen. Either way I can't take the harassment, its one thing for every one to blow my phone up but my mothers. . . its just not right and most should be ashamed to involve to even speak of things like this out in the open. I. . . I just want the bastards to stop. A whole city blames a 13 year old for her virginity being taken by a 15 year old guy who prowls on girls younger and older than him. Most of the time the girls don't even know of him or what he does, they don't believe the warnings that everyone gives them. They fall for his muscles, goofiness, and the titles just to be crushed and thrown aside to be laughed at and put to shame by the whole city. The city isn't right, it has secrets deeper than deep history of evil thicker than blood. The city was built on secrets, lies, and blood. You might even call it the City of Poison.