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kinnda a lot of blood now....ouchie!!!
btw if you eeever read this tash....i love you. but i know you never will so i don't know why i just wrote that..oh well....my shoulders better!!!!YAY!!!!
love you all....thank you for sticking by me....
emzthevampire
I run to the other boys bathroom which is across the oval.
I get changed.
I am disgusted what i have to get changed into though....
A really baggy top, short shorts and a acoobra hat.
This is just sad.....
I go back to the front office to find...my father.....
“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO NOW????”
He's talking perfectly clearly. Thank god he's not drunk.
“When i talk to you...” He grabs me by my shirt.
“I want you to answer...What. Did. You. Do?”
The teacher enters the room.
“Mr Way what are you doing to him?”
“ Teaching him a lesson.”
With that he drags me out of the room.
“Dad......stop. It hurts...”
The baggy shirt has lifted up and my back is getting scraped across the path. I watch as a trail of blood is left from where i am dragged.
“You always have to ruin things don't you?”
now the gravel is scarping the wound.
“No......I didn't....stop..”
“YOU always have to mess things up DON'T YOU?”
“Dad......My back...”
“ Like when you told me...that you were...a...FAG!”
He turns around and grabs my shirt.
“ You are no longer my son! WHY DID I HAVE TO COME HERE???”
With that he throws me on the back of his yute.
He gets in and starts the engine.
I lie down on my back. Oh well things have been worse....Thank god he's not drunk....
He drives out of the school.
Down the highway.
I lie down so i don't fall off the back.
He hits a rock. My body lifts slightly and i crash back down.
Unconscious.
The smell of petrol.
I'm still in the yute......
I'm lying in a small pool of blood.....
It hurts....
I climb out and go around the back. I know the front and back door will be locked so i take my usual way in. Up the drain pipe and in through my window.
I lie on my bed....soaking the sheets in blood. I hear a noise. A groan.
Oh God......dad has brought another whore over.....
i look and notice that the door is open. I get up and shut it, causing more blood to fall on the floor.
The sound is hardly audible now.
I pass out from the blood loss.
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dramatic cat is.....dramatic.
btw if you eeever read this tash....i love you. but i know you never will so i don't know why i just wrote that..oh well....my shoulders better!!!!YAY!!!!
love you all....thank you for sticking by me....
emzthevampire
I run to the other boys bathroom which is across the oval.
I get changed.
I am disgusted what i have to get changed into though....
A really baggy top, short shorts and a acoobra hat.
This is just sad.....
I go back to the front office to find...my father.....
“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO NOW????”
He's talking perfectly clearly. Thank god he's not drunk.
“When i talk to you...” He grabs me by my shirt.
“I want you to answer...What. Did. You. Do?”
The teacher enters the room.
“Mr Way what are you doing to him?”
“ Teaching him a lesson.”
With that he drags me out of the room.
“Dad......stop. It hurts...”
The baggy shirt has lifted up and my back is getting scraped across the path. I watch as a trail of blood is left from where i am dragged.
“You always have to ruin things don't you?”
now the gravel is scarping the wound.
“No......I didn't....stop..”
“YOU always have to mess things up DON'T YOU?”
“Dad......My back...”
“ Like when you told me...that you were...a...FAG!”
He turns around and grabs my shirt.
“ You are no longer my son! WHY DID I HAVE TO COME HERE???”
With that he throws me on the back of his yute.
He gets in and starts the engine.
I lie down on my back. Oh well things have been worse....Thank god he's not drunk....
He drives out of the school.
Down the highway.
I lie down so i don't fall off the back.
He hits a rock. My body lifts slightly and i crash back down.
Unconscious.
The smell of petrol.
I'm still in the yute......
I'm lying in a small pool of blood.....
It hurts....
I climb out and go around the back. I know the front and back door will be locked so i take my usual way in. Up the drain pipe and in through my window.
I lie on my bed....soaking the sheets in blood. I hear a noise. A groan.
Oh God......dad has brought another whore over.....
i look and notice that the door is open. I get up and shut it, causing more blood to fall on the floor.
The sound is hardly audible now.
I pass out from the blood loss.
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dramatic cat is.....dramatic.
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