September 17, 2005

September 17, 2005,     

      The pain and lies had been going on since I can remember. I hate them, I hate him. He called my a fat, dirty, w***e. I screamed, he pushed me to the ground and said he would kill me if I didn't shut up. I shut up. What was I to do, die?
       That wasn't the first he called me w***e. I was told it two months ago and two weeks before that. God, I hate him.

Call the Doctor
Call the nurse
Can they save me
Or will I die

-A.M.