I was a 5 foot 6 90 pound 15 year old when I was attacked by crazy person who out weighed me by over 400 pounds. I was with a friend on the boardwalk near where I used to live and for once in my life I had friends. For most of my life I didn't have any friends because my mom made sure of that when she told everybody and I mean everybody that I was retarded. But anyways, This lady had been following me around all day screaming that she was going to kill me because I'm gay. When this lady got close enough to me she picked me up and threw me really hard against the concrete a couple of times just to make sure that my whole body was covered with bruises. Then she punched me in the face I don't know how many times and finally she pulled out a knife and slit my throat. The crowed of people watching kept getting bigger and bigger so this lady ran away. I had to be rushed to the hospital to get stitches. I still have the scars all over my face and neck. And although now I'm a 6 foot 175 pound 27 year old who will kick the ass of anybody who puts their hands on me, I'll never get over this.