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A high school freshman girl is accused of being a slut by everyone. She is tormented for weeks until she can't take it anymore...


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August 12, 2009

Dear Diary,

Today was the first day of school, and for some reason, everyone already thinks I'm a slut... I think Selena and some of her friends went and told everybody that... I'm a freshman and Juniors and Seniors have already asked me to blow them. I'm so embarassed and angry. I didn't do anything to them, so why do they insist on torturing me! Maybe tomorrow will be better...

August 14, 2009

Dear Diary,

Today wasn't any better than the last two days. Guys keep asking me to do things to them, and another one even pulled out a condom and asked if I wanted to meet him in the bathroom... High School wasn't supposed to be this way! I haven't even seen Selena since we got here and I'm still being affected by her influence. Of course, she's really popular, even with the older kids. Blonde, beautiful, stupid athlete girls usually are. People are so judging, but if you stop and look at them, they're usually worse than the one they're judging. Of course, no one else sees that because the whole group just focuses on the one that they single out. And I'm just unfortunate enough to be that one.

August 18, 2009

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written in a few days. I had a project to do for English class, even though it's still the first week. But now it's the weekend, so I can get my mind off the torturers for at least a little while. Things have toned down a little bit, but not much. I don't have anyone to sit with, yet. I haven't made any friends, and I didn't have any at my old school. So the stereotype girl comes to High School with no friends. Fantastic.

August 20, 2009

Dear Diary,

Today was terrible.. People made fun of me so much in Gym class that I ran from the building to the quad and started crying. A boy I don't know came up behind me and grabbed my boobs. He said all I needed was a good fuck and I'd feel better. I slapped him and ran back to class, still crying. These people are disgusting.... Not a single one of them is nice in any way. Maybe I should tell the principal about what happened...

August 22, 2009

Dear Diary,

I finally met someone nice. His name is Damian. He's a junior. He's tall and cute and has black hair, like me. He said he had heard all of the things people had been saying about me, but didn't believe any of them. I'm grateful somebody out there made the excuse to think instead of just taking what the crowd says as true. He asked me for my number, so I gave it to him. He said he'd text me later today. Actually, he just did, so I have to go.

August 23, 2009

Dear Diary,

Damian asked me out today! We're going to the movies tonight! I'm so excited. I don't know what I'm going to wear.. I have so many things to choose from. Oh my God, what if he kisses me? I'm so excited!

August 24, 2009

Dear Diary,

Last night was great! The movie sucked, but that didn't matter. Half way through, Damian started holding my hand! When he dropped me off at my house, he asked if he could kiss me. He looked so shy and adorable, I had to kiss him. It was amazing. I'm so happy I finally have someone that's nice to me and will sit with me at lunch.

August 26, 2009

Dear Diary,

Damian wants to go out again! I'm not really sure what we're going to do, but I really don't care. I doubt I'll have anything to write about until after that, so that's when my next entry will be. Bye!

August 31, 2009

Dear Diary,

Damian and I had fun last night. We went to a carnival that I didn't know was in town. We went on every ride and kissed at the top of the ferris wheel. It was really fun. Afterwards, we went back to his house. No one was home. We started to make out, and I even took off my shirt! He kissed my body a lot, and it felt really good. I'm so happy I have someone like him.

September 3, 2009

Dear Diary,

I've been crying for the last two and a half hours... Damian broke up with me.. I said I wouldn't give him a blow job yet because we'd only been together for ten days. He got mad and dumped me. I should have guessed he was like all the others. Why would something good ever happen to me? That's too much to ask for, isn't it? At school, everybody has started to call me whore and skank instead of the usual "slut." I hate them all. I really do.

September 8, 2009

Dear Diary,

Oh, Diary! They did the most horrible, disgusting thing to me today! I was walking home from school when three boys jumped out from behind some bushes. One pulled my arms behind my back, and another one forced my mouth open. The third one pulled out a cup that was about a third full, and made me drink it. It was sperm. They literally made me drink a cup of their sperm! It was putrid and disgusting. I gagged and vomited. I have NEVER been so humiliated in my whole life... I can't take it anymore.. I know now what I'm going to do.

September 11, 2009

Dear Diary,

I did it. I killed them. I waited until after school, found as many of them as I recognized, and gutted them all like the disgusting pigs they are. I mutilated them beyond recognition. And you know what, I'm not sorry. Because they deserved it. They got what all cruel High Schoolers deserve. I assume someone saw me. I didn't really notice anything but my actions. They'll probably find me soon, and I'll be arrested. Put to death, if I'm lucky. Is that legal here? I think it is.

Anyway, Good bye Diary. Don't expect to hear from me anytime soon.

Karen, A.K.A "Slut"





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