To say the least i never made it to the Nurse. I went to the bathroom going into the very last stall i sat down on the floor behind the toilet .Hoping ,Praying,Wishing no one would find me there before the bell rang.My head was resting against my knees when i heard the door to the ladies bathroom swing open with such force it slammed into the wall..I Jumped but stayed as quiet as i could it would not be the first time i had felt my life be in danger in this room.The person stopped at each stall banging a few times on them hard finding them empty they went to the next and then the next and then the next.My heart stopped as i realized i had not locked my stall door and the person was mere feet away from slamming into mine .I jumped up quick my pants rattling .Just as i touched the door i found myself looking up into a very familiar face.The same guy who had tripped me in the class room."Mr .Shingles told me to come find you"Tears welled up into my deep blue eyes.He was not there to bring me back to class .No he was there for something much worse .The grin spread across his face and i backed up .THE WRONG MOVE! grabbing my left arm he pushed my fragile and already sore body into the wall holding me there i cried out straight on impact. "You know i have a lot of fun torturing you"i barley heard his last words.Just as he was whispering them he took his fist and slammed it hard into the center of my back causing me to loose the ability to breath .Gasping i was slowly sliding down i felt it but i could barley see my whole world was spinning .He let me go dropping to the floor slowly my head laying next to the toilet my body crumpled and broken .Blood was covering the floor around my mouth and even my back .the force of his blow had broken the skin and left a huge bruise . Laughing he kicked me once knowing i was already in so much pain both physically and mentally .I heard the soft click of his shoes as he walked out of the room . my heart pounding fast i did not even move i simply laid there on the floor weeping unable to feel my back and ribs .After a long time had passed and i heard the bell sound i limped my way to my feet almost falling in excruciating pain .This was only another day of hell for me.Was it new that this kid would tear my body up in a single 30 minutes period?Of course not. I was just to weak to stop it the first time it had happened and to stupid and afraid to try and get help.
((Please be gentle..this is a true story it is just hard to put into words...these days will haunt me for the rest of my life...damn all of you who think it is funny to beat up someone!))
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Created on 8-12-07
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