Slowly I lose conscinceness the screams stop but the banging doesn't. He kicks one last time and my head hits the door at the same second the door flies open and hits me again as like that the world goes black.
She was dead by the time they dragged the animal she called her father away. She had a fractured skull three broken ribs and so many bruises covering her body. the skin on her back was a bloody and nearly peeled off. The animal was sent to prison for life on assult, both aggravated battert and battery, abuse, negligence, homicide and second degree murder.
The entire town went to Ann's funeral. Everyone felt the loss of such a wonderful innocent person. Some called her a saint others said she was an angel. Many mourned her loss but she was finally able to rest in peace. Her portrait hung in her high school entrance as a reminder to all. As for Blake he changed greatly living the life he believed Ann should have had. After many years people slowly forgot about Ann she became a portrait on the wall but to true friends she was never forgotten
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Ann Rose
Teen FictionEveryday Ann Rose is forced to fake a smile, laugh when others laugh, and pray that the jumper she’s wearing hides the bruises covering her arms and chest. It’s all a game, one that she has been playing for as long as she can remember. She’s used to...
