Jenn still hasnt told me a word about what happened. Maybe people bullied her. I dont know. But Jenns been a little... distant since then. She hasnt been herself. Shes been leaving hang man games with sick and... disturbing answers to them on her desk... like "No one loves me," and "Help me," and "You lied to me," and "Why does God hate me?" She put letters on them so it was easy to answer. But somethings wrong with Jenn. And I intend to find out.
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Jenns POV:
Lattermill called for me again... oh god Evan please help me... I dont want this. I dont want any of this. God if your there help me... I cant say no to him... or else I get put in detention with him watching me... or he has me kicked out of school... niether I want... but I still dont want this... "Miss Gray. Great to see you. In trouble again?" Asked Sister Mary. I nodded slowly. "I'm sorry dear. But we must behave for God. For it is a sin to go against his will." I nodded slowly and went to Lattermill's office.... "Jennifer. Good to see you. Sit please. I sat and he put his hands on his desk. Still a bandage on his nose from last time when I bit him. "Jennifer. You and I both know that. Even if you have the fears of yours," he stood up and walked over to the back of my chair "Your still not evil or bad. So if you live with what God presents you in life. You will be foregiven." He started to touch my shoulders and moved his hand down... To my chest... I cant say no or else I'll be in worse trouble... "Jennifer. For being a 17 year old girl. You sure are a beautiful grown woman." I started to cry as he went further on my chest. He took his hands off and said for me to stand and come with him. I was a little hesitant then he said "Jennifer. Come with me please. I have buisness we need to finish." I stood up and walked to the door to the back of his office... I cant say no... Oh god someone help me... I walked through the door and Lattermill followed me. I knew where we were going... to his... secret room... he always takes me here... we finally were in the room as a tear rolled down my eye. He wiped away the tear and said "Dont cry child. Its only Gods will." And he pushed me against a wall and tore at my clothes.... I cried still, nearly sobbing... No. No... I can't... no. My clothes were torn and my skin was scratched and bloodied. He stood up and stared at me... "A beautiful girl. A beautiful canvas." Then he pushed me to the floor and pinned me down. Then he... did the rest... becoming a monster second by second. I cried and screamed and tried to get him to stop. It hurt so much. I looked down after he finished. There was blood... He tore me up... cut me open... and he made me suffer... Why me...? He chose me for a reason... God has nothing to do with this... Lattermill is a demon...

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SonstigesWARNING: If you dont like gore, violemce, abuse (physical and *the other kind*) murder, or violent visions and voices. DO NOT READ THIS STORY! If you read it I hope you enjoy but you have been warned. -------------------------------- Jennifer, Evan...