"Stop N-No!" the young girl screamed,yelling at her attacker to stop. The brutal,dark,and twisted man continued to rip the 10 year old's clothes off,and beat her with a broken broomstick,laughing about it.
*6 years later*
Anna,a rude,alcoholic teenager lives in a small town in Idaho,with her father Garret,and his wife Amanda. She was always an issue,having bad grades,smoking pot and cigarettes,drinking Hennesy and Gin on the daily,hoping all of her memories of the past would fade away,but they didn't. The 16 year old never talked about her past,when it was brought up,she would tell some lie she has told for years. That her mother died and her father got a better job offer and they moved to the small town in Idaho. One day,her step mother had enough of Anna's violent outbursts,and getting detention at school,sending her to a strict boys and girls academy,named Westernburg Refermatory School. There,she met a boy,just like her. They became close freinds and she devolped feelings for him. Can she survive this twisted relationship of sex,murder,sex,and drug abuse? Read the story to find out more.
*completed but in editing*
Theodosia Beck is a 16-year-old girl living in Fort Pierrewin, Alberta. Joshua Clark is a 17-year-old British boy with a girlfriend named Candyapple. When Theodosia and Josh become friends, everything seems normal. That is, until Theodosia's life comes crumbling down with every passing minute.
""You having dirty thoughts about Mr. Harper again?" Amelia chuckled. I looked up to give her the death glare, but instead of her face, I saw her phone. In a fit of frustration, I jumped up and grabbed her phone out of her hands while yelling, "stop!"
My two best friends could not stop laughing at me. I hated them that day; Josh was sitting right behind Amelia while she was recording. I was so angry that I stood up and practically ran out of the canteen and sprinted to the gym. The gym was my quiet place. I'd go there to watch the boys play basketball. Even though they weren't there yet, I went anyway.
I was almost at the gym doors when I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I turned around to meet none other than Josh, the boy my friends just humiliated me in front of.
"Hey, are you okay?" Josh asked, a concerned look on his bright face.
I could feel myself tear up. I did not want to cry in front of Josh, but there was something about him at that moment that made me feel like I was safe.
My voice broke as I whispered, "no,""