At age 6 I was raped. I covered it up, pretended to be happy. Pretended it didn’t happen. I was extremely shy and scared of people. He told me he would kill me if I told anyone.
When I was 7 my family moved. Leaving the man who raped me behind. I still miss the country side, my brother and I would go into the woods and catch animals. We had 2 begals, my dad traded them for a pig. He slautered it.
When school started I wasn’t very popular, and people bullied me. Calling me crack hills when I bent over, shoving me in the hall, telling me I would never have any friends. I believed them. Second grade was the same, still bullied, still beaten.
Third grade a group of girls, the popular girls. Amanda, Ashley, and Amy asked me if I wanted to be part of there group. I should have known better, I should never had hope. For about 2-3 days we ate lunch together and then played on the play ground. I was so happy to have friends but I should have known. The fourth day, a Thursday. After lunch they told me they had something to show me. I thought it was going to be special like a final initiation into there group. On the play ground they lead me around the gym to an empty field where the teachers couldn’t see us. All the way back against the gym wall they crouded around me. Amy the leader looked at me, then gave me a smile, examined her nailed then without looking up she said ” Amanda”. Amanda jumped at me wrapping my arms around my back. Confused I looked at Amy. “What..?” Is as far as I get, before Amy slaps me across my face. First surprise hits me, then pain in my left cheek. Tears well up in my eyes. Amy smirks and says “Oh don’t be a baby”. Then before I realize it she kicks me in the stomach. I feel like throwing up as I start falling backward thinking Amanda would catch me but instead moves so my head bangs back on the brick wall of the gym. Tears start pouring out of my eyes as they crowd around me. No I think they start kicking me first Amy at my stomach again, Amanda kicking the back of my head, and Ashly at my legs. Crying I get into the fetal position as they continue to kick me harder. I deserve this I think, crying harder after about 5-10 minutes of kicking me Amy prysmy hands from my face. “Your an ugly loser, and no one is ever going to be friends with you, you stupid *****” she spits on my face and the other two girls spit on me too. “Loser” they say in unison holding there hands as L’s on there foreheads.