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This little girl was abused by her classmates,and this is what happened to her,and why it happened.If you care about it, please past this and put it in your profile.
(Made by Deth Haunts Sister)
My name is Beth, I am only eleven,yet I did a terrible thing.
I get teased by everyone except my few friends and family.
They think they have hard lives,yet they only have a portion of what I have.
They call me bad names,just because of my clothes and the way I act.
They enjoy my suffering,they like the fear that comes off of me.
My friends say this,"Oh, their just jelouse that you have your own style,and that you don't go with the FLOW."
But they're just trying to make me happy,and make it seem that the others are just jelouse of me.
One day I get cornered by some boys from school,and they say that they're going to have some Fun with me.
The boy Jason said this,"I get to have fun first."
He then leads me to the forest as I try to get away,he starts to unbutten my shirt,I try to scream but he puts his mouth to mine hard,And then wispers in my ear,"You wouldn't want you or your friends to get hurt, would ya,"I nod no,and he continues with this,"well I wouldn't scream then if I was you."
He then unzips my pants and undoes his,he then took something that was special to all girls.
Then all the others do it too,after they're done with me they leave me on the ground, I am unconscious.
When I wake I find myself in the dark,cold,alone,sticky with wet stuff,in the forest, without my clothes on.
I try to find my clothes,all I find is my bra and my underwear, I put them on and try to find my way out off the horde of trees.
I find the rode and start to walk to my home, but then I find myself in front of a search party,that includes my friends,my family,people that hate me,and them.
I then scream that Jason and his crew took me in the woods and raped me as I try to hide myself with my hands.
After that day everyone started to call me a whore,and boys would ask me to 'do it' with them,except my true friends and family.
Life got harder and harder,I left a note with things I wanted to say,and got a knife from the kitchen,
My name is Beth,I am only eleven,and I killed myself to relieve the pain and suffering that my classmates made.
Make the suiside stop,And verble abuse.
 Starlight Strawberries · Wed Mar 12, 2008 @ 12:44am · 0 Comments |
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