A trip to Costa Rica with my friends sounded like a great way to spend my summer. All I had to do was sell a bunch of cookies and wed have enough money to go. Everyone was so nice until I went to the house on the corner. Everyone said to skip that house, but I didnt listen. Hes deranged. He locks me in different positions to torment my body. He twists and stretches me. He hurts me when hes in a good mood and violates me when hes not. I dont know if hell ever let me go. I dont know what is worse: His cruel desires or the fact that its all happening in such a beautiful environment. When hes not hurting me or touching my body I get to look out into the woods and pretend Im in paradise. Its evil!
