any1 has any stories or experiences to share?

Teen Hut Magazine · 09-03-2008, 01:10 PM

Hi all teenagers out there,
Our online teen hut magazine is presently looking forward to publish your stories and personal experiences....if you guys have anything to share with the teenagers throughout the world let us know about it

betterthinktwice_x · 09-03-2008, 03:19 PM

what kind of stories and personal experiences?

Miss Loo · 09-03-2008, 03:46 PM

I have loads but depends what kind of stories you want

Teen Hut Magazine · 09-03-2008, 06:22 PM

any thing related to teenagers...u can send me a messeage and i would post it on Teen Hut Magazine

beaten-up2008 · 09-03-2008, 11:45 PM

Round my way its quite a nice area but when you venture out 10 minutes walk or so you find it gets quite bad. Anyhow, there where these 3 guys, two of which I new from school and where my age (15) and one of their brothers (17) and they dragged me into this empty terrace house (It was all borded up and stuff, probably going to be flattend).

Inside this terrace house there is actually some furniture - left over from whoever moved out recently, eg there was a scruffy table in the kitchen.

Anyhow, the 2 15 year olds (Who threaten to beat anyone if they look at them) hold me down on this table whilst their brotherpicks an old clock up off the table and it reads four o'clock, and he says that I will be the house for 60 minutes. By this time, I am aware that they are not just going to rough me up like they do to most guys.

The 17 year old lifts up United shirt and prods me in the navel. I scream. Then, for an hour, they kept taking it in turns to hold me down, they just poke me in the stomach. (This makes me sound like a 6 year old having a fight I know, thats why my friends take the mic) When it gets to 5 o'clock, the guys pull down my United shirt and stand me on my feet. But I couldn't stand. My stomach was on fire.

Because they had had so much fun, and I coudn't walk home, they deicded to 'finish me off' and that was their quote. I thought that they where honestly gunna stab me (They're the type) and instead they just put me on my knees, one lifted my arms above my head and the other two kicked me in the ribs - breaking one. To finish me, they nailed me one in the nuts. They then ran off, leaving me sprawled on the floor of the terrace house.

I then had the energy to call my friend Sam who came strait over and then he made some calls and got my parents and an ambulance - but not the police. He said they would do me worse if I got the police. He was probably right.