I’m 19 now and I still can’t shake why they hurt me. I was 13. I was bullied everyday since I was 7 cause of my weight. I never fought back. I always

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I’m 19 now and I still can’t shake why they hurt me. I was 13. I was bullied everyday since I was 7 cause of my weight. I never fought back. I always stood there. They teased me. They grabbed my chest. The called me fat. They made sounds when I walked. I never hurt a soul. But when my my passed that left a hole in my heart. About a week after her passing I went back to school. The same bullies called me fat they tortured me. I never cared. But one kid yelled out “now his moms dead there’s more food for him!” I will never forget it, I had no idea I replied and I said, “atleast we have food. You’re poor and wear the same shirt 3 times a week”. Everyone went nuts. Laughing at him. I kept walking didn’t celebrate. I couldn’t. I didn’t care. As I walked home I walked through the park n onto the trails that cut through the development into my town houses. I heard a voice yell fat boy. I kept walking. But then I heard it louder and running. I stopped n looked. It was him. He wasn’t saying it. His friends were. He looked serious. I started to run. I tripped. I fell n he was on top of me kicking me in my face. My stomach. My nose was bleeding. I just remember him saying “your the poor b**** mow”. He punched me so many times I forgot. His 4 friends laughed. 1 held my arms as he beat me. When he let my arms go I literally fell side ways n my face was in the dirt. I could barely breath. It was weird. My face was scrapping against the dirt. Someone was pulling my feet I was being dragged. One of them yelled out “more more bring him here”. The pulling stopped. Someone pulled my hair and that made me start to get up but I was quickly push backed down. They put my book bag under my chest. I was choking from all the adrenaline. Someone said what are you doing stop you gonna kill him. Then I hear him say “I’m poor I’m poor”. My sweat pants were being pulled down. I had no idea why. Then they were off. My shoes still were on. Then they were off. Then I heard the worst thing I will never forget. Ever. “You gonna remember my poor d*** you fat loser”. And then it happened. I felt the sharpest pain I ever felt in my life. It was like a knife in me. Then it stopped. Then I heard spitting. Then the pain again. I couldn’t ever scream. I just cried. I wish the boy who said for him to stop did more. I wished he stopped it. I remember every thrust. I almost counted them. The laughing made me cry harder. It hurt so much. It felt like forever. He just kept going. I knew he finished when I felt it inside me. He let off me. Someone kicked me in the face. Next thing I knew I woke up. There was a fireman. They were covering me with a blanket. I spent 11 days in the hospital. My dad begged me to tell who hurt me. I never did. I never would. To this day I have never said his name. I was home schooled then on. I watch him on Facebook. I see him and his life. I wish I could ask him why he took mine from me. Why Devin? Why did you r*** me?

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