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I used to breakdance during my free time and inside recess in school when I was only 11 years old. The other breakdancers were kids in my small class. Their names were Gianni, Brittney, Bryan, Kristen, and Nikki. This all happened in 2007, so here's how old we all were. A. Me: 11. B. Gianni: 12. C. Brittney: 12-13. (Held back many times.) D. Bryan: 10. E. Kristen: 11. F. Nikki: 10. We were all such great friends. In 2008, we became popular only around the school. I also allowed my little brother Seth, who attended the school with me, to breakdance with us. Seth was only 6 years old. A month after Seth's 7th birthday, all the students fell in love with us. Most of the little boys had a huge crush on me. But then, when I turned 12 years old, we all entered the 6th grade. How old we all were: A. Me: 12. B. Gianni: 13. C. Brittney: 13-14. D. Bryan: 11. E. Kristen: 12. F. Nikki: 11. We continued breakdancing and were such great friends. But, shortly after, Nikki left the school for good. She was never seen or heard from again. We continued breakdancing. Starting in 2009, Gianni and Kristen started transitioning to other schools. Me, Brittney, and Bryan, continued breakdancing. Just then, Brittney caused lots of trouble at the school. She got suspended multiple times, but she kept on coming back. When I turned 13 years old, we all entered the 7th grade. How old we all were: A. Me: 13. B. Gianni: 14. C. Brittney: 14-15. D. Bryan: 12. E. Kristen: 13. F. Nikki: 12. Brittney was such a bad girl. She then got permanently expelled from the school. Bryan and I tried so hard to keep our breakdance crew going. Starting in 2010, Bryan told me that if I wanted to keep our breakdance crew going, I had to get naked for him and perform a premarital sexual act in bed with him. When I said no, he got extremely violent. When I was in church, right in the middle of the sermon, Bryan called and texted me multiple times. Right after church, I took my phone out of my purse. My phone was exploding with text messages from Bryan. Most of the text messages said, "Send nudes so I can **** you in the ***! **** me in the *** if you wanna keep our breakdance crew going!" I told him that he was being disgusting, so I told him to stop. When I went to school the next day, he put Seth in chokehold. Seth was crying and gasping for air. Bryan said, "Take your ******* clothes off right now, *****, or else your brother will die!" Most of the teachers applauded him and cheered him on. I yelled, "STOP! YOU'RE KILLING HIM!" Just then, my friend of mine, a boy named Scott, said, "Bryan, please let him go. He is just a child." Bryan said, "SHUT THE **** UP, SCOTT! I AM A MAN! DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Scott, who was stronger than he looked, freed Seth from Bryan. Seth was crying. Scott comforted him and said, "I'll walk you to class, Seth. Don't worry. You're safe now." When I got to my class, my teacher yelled at me. She said, "WHAT THE **** HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU, YOUNG LADY?! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STRIP NAKED FOR BRYAN AND **** HIM IN THE ***! ALL GIRLS YOUR AGE DO THIS!" She then tried to rip my clothes off my body. On Seth's 9th birthday, we went to school. Two of his teachers were very mean to him. They threw away his lunch that Daddy so lovingly packed for him. There was a note in there that was shaped like a heart that Daddy wrote for Seth. The note said, "Happy birthday, my dear son Seth. You are my sunshine. You are my heartbeat. I love you." Two of Seth's teachers found the note and destroyed it with scissors. They then said that he was gay for having a heart-shaped note. During recess, Bryan picked Seth up with one hand and threw him into the wall. When I rushed over to Seth, my teacher stopped him and said, "He doesn't need saving. He's a man! Saving is for wimpy little girls like you! Men are strong! Girls are wimps!" I told her that she was wrong. I asked her if she would ever treat her daughter that way. She said, "I don't want a daughter! What would I need a daughter for?! I only need sons! Girls are useless!" On the last day of 7th grade, we all went swimming. Bryan and his new friend Matt dragged Seth into the deep end and drowned him. I swam over to the lifeguard and told him to save my brother. The lifeguard jumped into the deep end and saved my brother. He also performed CPR on him. When Seth regained consciousness, I grabbed his bag, grabbed him by the arm, and we both ran to the private family bathroom. I helped Seth put on a new Pull Ups diaper, his athletic sandals, and his clothes. I wrapped him up in a towel and told him to wait outside while I got changed. When I opened my bag, I heard Seth screaming. I assumed that he slightly slipped on some water but stopped himself. When I removed my bathing suit, Bryan and Matt kicked open the locked door and started taking naked pictures of me with our teacher's phone. When they got enough naked pictures of me, they were carrying a sack. I heard muffled crying in there. I knew that Seth was in there. After I put my clothes and shoes, my teacher dumped dirty water all over me. When we got back to school, my teacher sent the naked pictures of me to every male person on her contacts list, including my own father. She even captioned the pictures with, "Hi, Daddy. I am SUCH a bad girl! **** me in the *** tonight! Your ****** daughter, Hannah." Then, she went out of the room with Bryan and Matt. I quickly snatched my teacher's phone off of her desk, turned off the location, turned it off, and put it in my purse. Just then, my teacher came back with Bryan and Matt. Matt said, "We did it. We killed him!" When I asked my teacher why she sent Bryan and Matt to take naked pictures of me with her phone, she said, "Because all girls your age do this! Now, it's time for you and Bryan to **** each other!" I told her that Bryan and I weren't married. Bryan got up and blew up at me. He was so angry that he yelled, "GOODBYE, DUGGAN! YOU ARE A SORRY EXCUSE FOR A FEMALE! I SIMPLY ASKED YOU TO GET NAKED FOR ME TO KEEP OUR BREAKDANCE CREW GOING, BUT YOU DISOBEYED ME! ALL WOMEN MUST OBEY MEN! YOU WERE ALSO SUPPOSED TO **** ME IN THE ***, BUT YOU REFUSED! I CAN'T WAIT TO MOVE TO TEXAS! THERE, I'LL MEET A REAL WOMAN, SOMEONE WHO WILL GET NAKED FOR ME AND **** ME IN THE ***!" When I said goodbye to him, he picked up a stapler and threw it at my nose, causing it to gush blood. When we went down to the lobby, I found Bryan and Matt screaming and cursing at a child-sized hole in the wall. When I saw it, there was the sack. When I opened the sack, I found Seth crying and bleeding all over. He was all covered in huge bruises. His towel was wrapped around his neck. I gently pulled the duct tape off of his mouth. I took the towel off of his neck. I said, "Seth, this school isn't safe. We're not safe here!" I grabbed his bag, wrapped him up in his towel, scooped him up, and ran all the way to our uncle Andrew's house. I tried to open the front door, but it was locked. I put Seth down and banged on the door. I yelled, "ANDREW! OPEN THE DOOR! THEY'RE RIGHT BEHIND US! THEY'RE GONNA KILL US!" Just then, the door opened. It wasn't Andrew. It was Daddy. I gave Seth to him. Mommy gave me paper towels. I wrapped myself up in my towel and sat down on the sofa. Everybody in my family was there, especially my abusive uncle Scott. Seth was crying very hard. Daddy sang You Are My Sunshine to him. Mommy's side of the family was there, too. Andrew gave us some icy cold water. He told me that he had installed hidden video cameras around the school the night before. I was also crying very hard. Daddy examined Seth and said, "Seth, you don't look so good. I have to take you to the emergency room! Come on, Mommy and all you kids. Get in the car." Mommy carried Seth into the car and gave him to me. I told Seth that he was safe now. When we got to the hospital, my other little brother and Seth's older brother Joseph had to carry him in. While in the waiting room, Daddy gave them all our information. We both got hospital wristbands. We were both given x-rays. Luckily, none of us were broken. My nose was just severely bruised. Seth was also severely bruised. I also had to take a pregnancy test. Luckily, the pregnancy test came out negative. The doctors and nurses told me and Seth that we needed to get lots of rest until our bruises were completely healed. Our little brother Zach, who has always been big for his age, carried Seth back to the car. Daddy drove us home. When we got home, our other little brother Jed, who was born huge and has always been big for his age, carried Seth into the house and up to the nursery. Because of all that bullying, I became deeply depressed. I developed crying spells and suicidal thoughts. I also became extremely shy and withdrawn. Since my teacher's boyfriend was a cop who allowed her to act like this, she was spared from being arrested. Since Bryan and Matt were only 12 years old, they were grounded by their parents for their age weeks. Bryan had to celebrate his 13th birthday cleaning up after his dog with his bare hands. How old we are now: A. Me: 28. B. Gianni: 29. C. Brittney: 29. (Will be 30 years old in December.) D. Bryan: 27. E. Kristen: Would've been 28. F. Nikki: 27. What we are all doing with our lives now: A. Me: I currently run a pony bead bracelet and homemade painting shop in my own garage. I use the money to pay for Daddy's care and his stay at the local nursing home due to a massive stroke he had on February 26th, 2013. B. Gianni: He's only on Facebook. Nobody knows what he's doing with his life now. C. Brittney: She is now married and has children. D. Bryan: He currently lives in Cedarville, Arkansas, where he works as a store janitor. E. Kristen: She underwent surgery to change herself into a boy and died in 2023 at only 27 years old. F. Nikki: She's only on US Phonebook now. Nobody knows where her life took her.
Gratidão por essa batida incrível DJ M4t!! As vezes só precisamos de uma obra dessa para despertar o nosso melhor no treino e na vida, O Breaking é Vida, salve bboys de todo os continentes, o Hip Hop Vive e nunca vai morrer, Bboy isak Ceará-CE Brasil.
Salve Bboys de todo o mundo, essa batida está realmente muito VIBEE, as vezes só precisamos de uma canção como essa para desapertar o nosso melhor, Break até o fim, HIP HOP VIVE!!!! Bboy isak. CE-nordeste Brasil.
