As the summer went on the abuse got worse and worse. He started raping me as the summer went on. I was sitting on my bed looking through my magazines when my phone went off. "Amber, its zach i wanna talk to you meet me on the beach across from your place." A few minutes i walked onto the beach and there he was alone watching the sunset. "Hey zach." "Hey amber." "So what do you wanna talk about?" "I forgot but you wanna take a walk." "Sure." as we walked and talked some more i thougth that he had changed. when i had asked him about it i felt a hard slap then he pushed my body against a rocky hill it hurt so much. The last thing i remember is the sand against my face, flashing lights, and horrible, horrible pain.
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sex and abuse isnt love
Non-Fictionamber is a laid back, happy teenager living in californa. she has amazing friends, lives next to the beach, and is perfectly fine being part of the outcast group. all is good and well until she meets the new guy. soon after he moves to town he quick...
