yes im venting again, tw sa related/mentioned.
that day, I think about it so often
nothing happened to me but
it could of
what if I hadn't trusted my gut? what if I hadn't ran to tell my parents?
I think I made a wise choice that day
I was nine. he was 13
the same age I got SAed
that year was. terrible to say the least.
I don't know why I trusted so much
he has pulled down his pants, being left in boxers
I was sitting next to his brother, who was just one year younger than him
the other guy was staring at me as me and the 12 y/o just.. sat on his bed, like we have been for a while.
we were on the second floor. the door was closed, my parents were downstairs
my parents trusted them, they were the sons of their friend, and I had gone over many times.
they've seen me in a swimsuit many times before which now that I think about it, i hate that they ever got to see me like that
my parents forced me to kiss them both on the cheeks as a goodbye even if I didn't want to
maybe that's where he got ideas. if he had any and I'm non just being dramatic
I'm so glad I trusted my guts
that day could of ended so differently.
im so glad it didn't.
