| ~*It wasn't love*~ |
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| What is love? is it an emotion we think we all know about? or is it something we made up? one girl thought she'd found it, but did she really? It was a few years back that I knew this girl, and had become friends with her. All the other kids thought she was "trash", but I always thought she was cool, just a person that had it a bit harder than other people. She had a boyfriend, and his name was Alan. She use to tell me she thought she was in love with him, but I was never so sure about him, and he never liked me. One day at school she told me she was going to a party with him and that they were going back to her house to hang out. I had a really bad feeling about it, and told her not to go, but she wouldn't listen. The next morning at school she wasn't there, and I was really worried. Then around lunch time I got called to the office, and a police man asked me all kinds of questions about her, like "when did you last see her?" and "what was she going to do that night?". I told him all I knew, and asked if him if she was ok. He looked at me sadly and said she'd gotten raped by a bunch of guys at the party she went to with Alan, and when he took her home he had beaten her almost to death. I asked the police man where she was now, and he said she was taken to the hospital. At the end of the day I went there to see her. She was beaten badly, and she didn't really seem to see me sitting there beside her telling her everything was gonna be ok, and she would find happiness someday. Alan was never arrested, or charged, and neither of the other guys that did that to her. A few weeks later she moved, and I never saw her again. I lately hear she has a b/f now, and a baby, though I don't know for sure. I can only hope that she does find the happiness she deserves someday. THE END Note: This ish a true story. |