All I know is that I lost whatever was left of my dignity and will to escape on that day. But, I had no idea that it was a forbearing of what was to come at that time. To this day, I can still remember the sound of their laughter as they gathered around me to point and ridicule my nakedness. Then they tied me to a tree and tore all my clothes off, leaving me naked.
They hunted me down in a small grove, not far from where we used to live. But, he had a certain way to get everyone to join in. Maybe it was my glasses, or my clothes weren’t the latest fashion. I’d do anything to avoid him, whether in school or on my way to and from. Peter was always the worst one and the kid I feared the most. I’m talking about being beaten up and harassed for no good reason. I went through something entirely different, like every day since first grade. Have you ever been bullied? I mean, really bullied? I’m not talking about the occasional teasing that most kids experience from time to time. I can make an effort to tell you how I became this shameless bitch in heat. Who in their right mind would spread their legs and offer their cunt to a dog? Okay, so maybe I’m not entirely sane. I know you probably think that sounds unbelievable.