Peter?
" Hey everybody it's Anna Still !" He shouted so everyone could hear. I just stayed quiet and walked into the house where the main part of the party was. Once I got in the music turned off and silence enveloped the house. People started getting closer and closer to me each way I turned more and more glares followed. I was surrounded when a nuse was thrown over my neck loosely. I took the nuse off and tossed it on the floor. Then the torture began.
" Just go kill yourself. "
"It'll all end. "
" Anna, nobody likes you anyway."
The taunting began as more people spoke. Their words turned into fists as I was nocked to the ground laying there helpless. Untill Peter and one of his friends came and lifted me up bringing me to the back lawn just to get beaten up more. After a bit they all went back inside. I was still laying on the ground when Peter and his buddy came back out with a camera. Peter stood over me as I tried to stand up only to be kick back down again.
" Peter why are you doing this? " I asked weakly.
" Poor poor Anna you should have listened. We all warned you. You should have killed yourself when you had the chance. Now because of your dad you'll be dead either way in life. I'm just helping you." He spoke as he pulled out a knife. I looked between Peter, his friend that's videotaping, and the knife franticly.
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