Wednesday night, while Kyle was away, I decided to go to the store to buy some candy. I grabbed my sweater and left. It was eleven o’clock so the streets were practically empty. When I got to the store, I found it closed. I sighed and turned around to go home. When I turned the counter I saw Chase. Chase was one of my ex’s He was the last person I wanted to see. He looked at me and smirked. I frowned. I never liked Chase. I have no idea why I dated him n the first place.1
I turned around and started walking the other way. He grabbed my arm and spun me around. “What do you want?” I asked. “Why you being so rude? Let’s have some fun.” He said, leaning closer to me. I pulled back. “Leave me alone Chase.” He looked at me and punched me. I fell to the ground. “I said let’s have fun.” He repeated. I tried to get up, but he pushed me back down. I could have fought back, but I didn’t. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up to his face. 2
“Take me back.” He said. “No.” I said. He pressed his lips to mine. I tried to punch him, but he grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back. “I said take me back.” He repeated in my ear. “And I said no. Now get off me.” I said. He threw me on the floor and started punching me. The more I cried, the harder his punches got. He grabbed me by my hair again and pushed me up against the wall. He pinned both my arms above my head. “Stop being such a bitch.” He said, kissing me again. 3
I tried to push him away, but he punched me in the stomach. Tears streamed down my face. I kicked him and started running. He caught my arm and threw me up against the wall. Hard. My arm started pulsing from the impact. I slid to the floor and cried. He pulled me up and took out a knife. “Which one would hurt more?” He asked. I didn’t reply. He took the knife and pressed it against my left arm. I held my breath. He looked at me and slowly pressed the knife down my arm. I cried out in pain. “How does it feel to get hurt? Now we’re even.” I knew what he meant by that.4
The day I broke up with him, his mother died. He tried to stop me from leaving, I threw a vase at him. It broke and cut him on his left arm, just like he just did to me. “When I say something, you don’t say no.” He said. “I just said no.” I said. He looked at me angrily. He grabbed my neck and pushed me to the floor. He started squeezing my neck and I started losing oxygen. He pulled me back up and didn’t let go for two minutes. When he did, my hands went directly to my neck. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. 5
I looked at him, breathing unevenly. This is why I left him in the first place. He always took everything out on me. He smirked then punched me three times in my stomach. I fell to the ground holding on to my stomach. I put my head on my arm and cried. He laughed. “Still the same old rose. You deserve it.” He said. He grabbed my hair and bent down to my face, “You deserve this. Your nothing, but a worthless bitch.” He said. He punched me then got up and kicked me in the stomach. Then he walked away. I was left crying just like before.6
I was left alone, abused and broken.
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awwwwww soo sad hun im srry love
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It's ok....
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]: I'm so sorry.
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this is real?? holyy fuck . im sorryy : ( what a dickbag.
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omg
what a bastard. he should fucking die. i'm so sorry this happened to you. -
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It's ok...
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That's horrible! That guy's such a jerk, like really? He's the one who doesn't deserve you. You wrote this really well though, and blah
that guy annoys the crap out of me, anyway I hope things are much better =]
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lol thanks
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Omg rose no one has the right to treat you that way, even if he is ur X....... i feel like i just said something stupid that you already know....
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My My
This really happened?
Hmm...at a time like that as well
No wonder you need therapy
but other than that, if they were people bothering you like that call me up rose 
I wouldn't mind going up there and handling the business personally 
think of it like....a sweep up and dont say no neither....damn little fuckheads....they haven't seen real pain yet...
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Is that real. He did that. I will make sure I make his death slow and painful.
beginning: 5, language: 4, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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Thanks, but it's ok
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pain that i have nothing to say to help right know.
you have serpassed me. and i'm totally sorry i wasnt there to help you. also sorry that something like this happen
your friend alexia -
why didn't you call me so that i could kill him for you. Do you want even because i can help you if u like such OMG were's the rosa I know were was she
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She was sick and tired of fighting back -_-
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OMG that all i can say
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I want to kill this guy!
You didn't deserve what he did to you, no one does actually. You're a kind person. Keep writing and Rose, things will get better for you, I promise 
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I know they will
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I really don't know what to say.
I don't get why people think that hurting people gets them what they want. just doesn't make sense to me.
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Bah theres only one thing i hate more then abuse, and thats abuse inflicted on a firend, seriously i hope that guy rots in jail. There not even many words i can say, everything else would be an understatement. I truely hope your wounds heal.
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Thanks
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Omg that's sooo sad
A great story but sad
: ( but : ) good story
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I know..
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I don't even know what to say
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You don't have to say anything..
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