I walk into class with my binder hanging out of my backpack. I quickly sit down and put my head down. Someone whispers in my ear "You little bitch all you do is fuck men!" "Shut the hell up!" I replied. All of a sudden someone slap me on the back of the head really hard. "You shut the fuck up!!" Yelled the boy. I ran out of the classroom leaving my stuff. I heard the teacher calling me but I continued to run. I didn't want to go back. I wouldn't.
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Abused
HorrorHer mom had died which caused the dad to began drinking. The days she gets abused by her own father she will never forget. Bruises, broken bones, and scars. Is the only thing her father gave her not little gifts but scars. Until one day she did some...
