Dear Diary

It's about a girl with her friends that got into a bad situation and their lives are in danger...

Chapter 1

I just came from the police office. Two weeks ago it was a nice morning my girlfriends and I when for a French breakfast at the caffé la France. It was about 9:00am when we were done with our breakfast and decided to go for some shopping with the girls. My friend Trissa is very rich, her father has The Sunrise Hotel one of the best hotels in the country. She might be rich but she doesn’t want a lot of people to know it so they wouldn’t be friends with her for money. After we were finished with our shopping we wanted to go to the park to chill and relax with Sturbacs coffee, we sat on the wet grass and the time passed so fast when you’re with good company but it was near 8:30pm. While I and my girls were talking about boys and laughing some drunk strangers come closer and closer to us. It was dark and suddenly cold.  The mature friend Marisa stood up and whispered “girls it’s time for us to go home”. Trissa felt scared, I could see it from her eyes. She held her purse by the thought that she will feel staffer. Trissa whispered in my ears “who are they, what do they want?”  I took her hand and tried to give her strength.

The strangers were coming closer and closer so we started to run, but they were reaching us second by second. A tall blond guy was coming forward to our model friend Ashley, Britney and I was way ahead because we are athletes but we couldn’t leave any of our friends behind. Marisa was going two years kickboxing so she stood behind to slow them down. I turned around and I saw the worst thing in my life, Marisa was on the floor and two men were hitting her, grabbing her hair holding her mouth so she won’t shout but the worst thing was that they were raping her. The other 4 men were still running after as I couldn’t leave Marisa behind so I turned to go and help her though I knew that I might fail and he might hurt me but she is like a sister to me. The other girls turned around and followed me, which surprised me. Trissa, Ashley, Britney and I started to hit them and pushing them away. We finally took Marisa up on our shoulders and started running, her nose started bleeding and her hair was very messy. For a moment we thought that we got away and we were safe, as soon as we stopped running we heard a gunshot. We paused for a minute, all the girls were fine and ok except Ashley. She was on the floor fighting for her life and holding her stomach to stop the bleeding. I ran to her to help her, around her was a puddle of blood. All the girls ran around her and we couldn’t stop crying and shouting help but nobody was near to hear us… “Marisa call 911” I shouted but the men came to us and grabbed Marisa’s hair again and through her phone one of the men was reaching Ashley. Britney stepped one step behind, I couldn’t leave Ashley I took her by the hand as she was hardly breathing. The stranger pushed me away like I wasn’t supposed to hold her and he put his hand around her neck and was holding hard. She looked at me and smiled after looked at the sky and gave her last breath. My mind was blinded by hate that I couldn’t think clearly. The guy must be a psychopath he was wrapping her even if she was dead, I was trying to push him to make him stop but I was hopeless. I could see all my friends hurt, bleeding from all the kicks and punches their body received. Suddenly a guy came and took my hand, he pushed me on the floor turned me around and started slapping me on the face.  I tried to reach Trissa hand for some strength Ashley was lying on the floor dead and the sick person was still wrapping her and he liked it. Britney was shouting and crying but I and Marisa felt sick and couldn’t even cry, we felt useless and hopeless. Trissa was just crying and asking to stop.  The other guy was going from girl to girl for five minutes Trissa was being wrapped by two men the short guy went on me after he went on Britney and Ashley. He went from each girl about two-three times, that was so sick and scared thing ever. I could see a smile on their faces like it was fun for them to hear us screaming and begging for our lives. The short guy came to me again, each time that he was coming my heart was beating even faster that it was beating before. But when he was leaving I felt a slight of relief though things weren’t better. Ashley was turning white and her leaps were light pink, I saw her eyes and I wanted to close her eyes so it would look like she was sleeping. How could the man that was raping her looking at her in the eyes who sick was that. I was sure that when all this was finally over they would kill as too or live forever with dark thoughts about this night. 

To be honest the time that they were wrapping us I wanted to die, to close my eyes and never wake up. Looking at my friends and me suffering, there wasn’t anything worst. The problem was that I didn’t have the energy to talk or cry I was just looking at my friends shouting and begging them, also, I couldn’t stop looking at the insensitive men doing all the hurt to us. I am still trying to find what they were thinking to hurt and kill two of my friends.

One hour was gone but it felt like six… they were finally done of making us sufferer but it wasn’t over. Two of them took Ashley from the legs and through her behind some trees at the park. The others grabbed our hair and pulled us from a path at the park that leads us to a small hill. We walked and walked, suddenly the two men that had to dill with Ashley came breathlessly and said “the job it’s done with us”. Trissa was asking all the ways where are you taking us what are you doing? The short guy that killed Ashley pulled out his gun and put it to Trissa’s back “if you open your mouth again I will pull the trigger” his English wasn’t clearly like he was from a different country like Russia. I could hear Britney’s breath like it was shaking from the fear of what was waiting for us. We continued walking down the hill hardly from all the tiredness from the beating, if we started to slow down they would push us. The stranger pushed Marisa hard that she fell in the ground and they all started laughing and they were kicking her. I couldn’t shut up so I told them to stop. The short one said something in a different language, the came to me and spit in my face. They trough me on the floor and started to touch me again in a sexual way… I was telling myself not again god please make it stop. The tall blond guy told them to stop continuous and he will punish me, so they left. The girls kept on looking back at me and seeing the man on top of me kissing me. Marisa whispered “sorry” and I just gave her a smiled. The stranger stuck his fingers in me and was moving them up and down, he turned me sideways and was wrapping me from the back and sticking his fingers in the front. He whispered in my ear “do you like this huuuu, the way it feels?” a tear fell from my eyes though I tried not to. He continued talking dirty and in a cool way. Suddenly he stopped talking so I asked him “why didn’t you stop talking?” he did a charming smile and replied I was just finishing in you, you see Malit doesn’t allow us to finish in our slats so we won’t get them pregnant. “Who is Malit?” the short guy, it felt good I like you… I just cried and asked “why are you doing this?” because we can and we like it…

He threatened me that if I say to any of his friends that he finished inside me he will kill me so I promised that I wouldn’t open my mouth. After a while when he finished with me he helped me get up and dressed and started walking again down the hill. I could see small farm house was by the lake, smoke was coming out from the chimney. The house looked friendly and very welcoming, they must killed the owners so they can put inside their victims. We tried to hold me from the arm so I won’t run away but I just pulled it forwards me and told him that I will never leave my friends behind no matter what. He did again his charming lough like always… “look , I’m sorry for what happened to you and your friends but I couldn’t just sit and do nothing, Io something like this he will kill my brother.” “What does your brother has to do with this?” I replied, “my brother owes a lot of money to Malit so he took him forever till someone repays, so I’m repaying everything by being his filthy animal.” “Hahahaha, you are a lire…”

"Why do you think I'm talking dirty wi'll I was rapping you..." It was a moment of silence, I just stood there and looked at his eyes, just loot and see if there was a chance of me believing him. After he continued, "it's because I'm trying to make it look like I like it and Malit would, believe me, I hate myself for hurting all these girls and seeing them crying it reminds of myself when I was young.    

                              Chapter 2

For the next 20 minutes of walking to the farm house, I was thinking about the things thy he did to me and talked to me, I couldn't forget what he did to me and pretend that nothing was wrong but I felt sorry if he wasn't lying to me.

We finally went to the house, he knocked the front door and said a number code. One of the six guys opened the door "came just in time for dinner" he said. The blond guy whispered to me "not to eat the meat", then he took my hair and trough me in a room with my other friends. In the middle of the room, there was a little fire, at the back of the room it had a lot of woods for fire. My friends were sitting together around the fire to warm up. As soon as they looked at me and saw I was a mess they came, hugged me and asked what happened. I started to tell them from the beginning when they left but they couldn't stand of the idea of the images that I was telling them. They brought one only plate with raw meat and two tomatoes. The tall stranger looked at me and winked, he did his charming smile and put the plate on the floor by the door and left the room without closing the door. Britney smelled the plate and whispered angrily "they rapped us, killed our friend, hurt us and now they give us raw food... do they want us to starve to death or poison us?" “I missed home, my mother, and father, I even missed school,” Marisa said.

The time past talking about how much we missed home and the hunger was gone and the girls fell asleep Marisa and Trissa were sleeping by the fire next to each other and Britney at a corner in the dark. I couldn't sleep with the fear that something might happen, I was playing with the straws on the floor. the suddenly the blond guy came in the room sticking. I asked him "what on Earth are you doing" he smiled gain and said, "I just care about you, you have something that other girls don't". I looked at his blue eyes and just took a breath. "I want to help you girls escape but I will have to come with you or else they will kill me." why are you so good with me"? I only wondered why will he raped me and then be good to me... he looked and smiled "part of me wants to hurt you but another part of me wants to love you. I never felt like this before." a stopped and stared at him, "like what" I asked. "like a someone bringing the best of me out". 

I laid down the straws and tried to get comfortable, he laid with me and caress my hair. I slowly felt asleep so did he. the sun came up and I felt him leaving the room so his master won't sees him with me. then I started feeling weird about him, it was like the good part of him took over. but then I remembered that his master had his brother, what would happen with hm? the girls finally woken up,

Author's Note

This book is better to be red people older than 18

Reviews

[Jaydaut]

"I just came from the police office. Two weeks ago it was a nice morning my girlfriends and I when for a French breakfast at the caffé la France."

"Just" don't ever use weak verbs. For instance: "Don't do it" rather than, "Just don't do it."

Otherwise, I'm not reading a connection between your first two sentences.

"Two weeks ago it was a nice morning, "and" my..." . Or, "Two weeks ago it was a nice morning. My...".

The girlfriends "went" to breakfast.

"Read" not "red". Your book may not be appropriate for readers under the age of 18.

Never use 'is" in your sentences unless absolutely forced to do so.

[Danai]

Thank you for your help, my English isn't that great

[Danai]

The book is not finished ill keep updating it.