Dear bully,
Lucas had some bad news today.
He's moving again...this time to New York.
We broke up.
It was after school he was walking me home after your girlfreind slapped me and gave me a blade and told me to die.
Of course I haven't told lucas I don't want to worry him.
Once I was home father stared at me gripping a beer bottle.
He was drunk.
He threw the bottle at me but I was to late to dodge it and it hit me in the head.
My stomach started to feel all weird and I think it was from those pills.
Father yelled curse words at me and hit me multiple times before I crawled into my room
I feel like i'm dying in slow pain.
I want peace and thats all.
Victim,
Roxi
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