My bully

Chapter 3. Her story

Warning trigger point.

My story is long, hard and complicated so get ready.

I was living a perfectly normal life up until I realized that I was diagnosed with PTSD, i had a lot a anxiety and panic attacks.

I was only 15 years old when, I was diagnosed a lot of horrible stuff has happened in my life and It is to hard to talk about.

And I was also diagnosed with clinical depression, every single thing that was happening around me was heighten I was scared and afraid I didn't know what to do, life was hard for me and I'm saying this now because I think that it is more easier to say now that it's been such a long 17 years of my life.

Days turned into weeks, and into months I was to numb to listen to my parents. When I turned 15 I was kidnaped and I was put into a sex trafficking and I was missing for 6 months, i was beat dragged out of a car I know sounds familiar.

So maybe if you you're in the situation that happened to me everybody was calling me a slut but if they really know I had to go though for 6 months.

You could see how i had depression, depression lead to cutting and scars me harming myself and others. Most kids called me 'that one creppy kid who cut', so I had no more love there was only a little bit of love but it went away.

I still have no more love the only love that I have is for my mom and dad. I run my life in these bars, everybody is as fake as it gets.

I don't why I get like this sometimes when i do I don't know how to have a good time but when that happened to me I wasn't myself. There was so many "What if's." And "Why me."

I hate life, but the thing I hate worse is people calling me a slut because i'm not . Why did I have to born, I never ask to be in this world.

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2 years ago.

I was waking to my house and it was dark, it was about 9:50. Where I live is a bad neighborhood people get kidnapped but I'm like five minutes away from my house, until I heard 2 faint voices and I stared to walk faster "Go get her," I heard one stranger say. "Ok hold on I know the plan get the girl and we take her." Some other one said

I was running and I heard footsteps behind me, and someone grabbed me they put one hand on my mouth and the other around my waist, i screamed but it came out faint they said "Shut the fuck up right now,"

"Were are you taking me," I said "None of you goddamn business now be quite or else you slut look at what you are wearing," "Let me go and I'm not a slut so you need to stop and let me go."

20 minutes later we stopped and the dragged me of of the car, so much pain was in me they were touching me in places i don't like, they beat me up to. "Listen you little bitch you are going to listen to us. No talking back ok?"

"Yeah I hear you," That's all I said. "Ok strip of your clothes and don't even try to do something funny." He said rudely and demanding. I took of my clothes and all the guys in the room where looking at me i was so uncomfortable, and I felt violated.

I don't know why I'm here but now that i realize that there are other girls here and the told me that we are in a sex trafficking organization.

I wish that i was found no one has noticed me gone, i have been here for a week and no one has found me.
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My life is a fucked up mess and nobody knows about me. But truthfully i understand at first glance I wouldn't give me a chance ether that's just human nature.

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I know sort but that is just half of her life and she is just a sad, depress, and lonely girl. She has a very dark past too.
Sorry for any mistakes.

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