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I didn't know Kimberlie or Kaylah back in high school so I was all alone. If you'd pay attention I was really anti social and I'll get into why later on.

I didn't have friends. I didn't want them. I thought that they wanted to be your friend when it's only beneficial to them.

The thing is people always came up to me asking me to be friends but my face and expressions always said no, which always pushed them away.

I was a pretty looking girl but my personality didn't cooperate.

*FlashBack*

"Hey Hannah!" This girl came up to me and I ignored her looking at my locker.

"I'm having a sleepover with some friends and I wanted to see if you would like to come with us?" I really wanted to go but why is she talking to me all of a sudden. Its a setup. I'm not going.

"I don't think that's a good idea." I closed my locker and went to class.

Damn it why do I have to be like this? I just want a normal life...ha like that would ever happen.

When I got into class people were whispering looking at me. I pretended like I didn't notice them but I just had to listen to what they were saying.

"She's a weirdo, she doesn't talk to anybody." Because I don't want to..

"Now that I look at her she's pretty ugly." Yea..ok..

"I'm going to ask Hannah out today." Wait what?...

"Don't don't do that bro, she's just going to turn you down. She doesn't even have friends, which makes you think you have a chance with her." I looked out the window.

"Yea I guess you're right." I rolled my eyes and noticed something in my desk. It was a piece of paper looking like someone had sent me a note. I opened it and it read, "Meet me in room 301, this period."

I looked around to see if anyone was making a suspicious face but everyone seemed normal. Should I really go?...

My body reacted before my mind could process. "Yes, Hannah?" I snapped out of it and noticed that my hand was raised.

"O-oh um, can I go to the bathroom?"

"Yea, sure."

I got up grabbing all of my personal things and people started to whisper again.

"See I told you, weirdo..." Ou I wanna beat somebody up...

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While I was walking upstairs my heart was beating so fast. Who could want to see me?...I hope it's not one of those creepy boys.

I got up to the third floor and looked in the hallway to see if anyone was around. If I'm being honest this is my first time being "bad." I never skipped class before.

I walked until I saw room 301 and I tried to see who was in there but the glass was dark like it was a double mirror. Damn it...

I opened it to see that it was one of the most popular boys at my school. He was sitting on the desk looking at the track and field we had in the back.

Once he heard the door close he looked back and stood up.

"Oh shit, I ain't think you were really going to come." I kept silent looking the other way.

"Sorry to send a note, I just didn't want-."

"People see you with a person like me?" I asked as if I already knew what he was going to say.

"No, I just-." He stopped himself and looked back at the window. "Can you just come here?"

I rolled my eyes and walked over there. I looked at him and the sun was beaming on the both of us.

He looked at me and kissed me. I didn't kiss back but I stood there. "You are so beautiful." I came to my senses and narrowed my eyes.

"You're lying, boys usually call girls beautiful at times like this. I don't know what your game is but you are playing me." He grabbed my wrist and kissed me again then kissed my neck. I moaned but it was by accident and I pushed him off. "Get the hell off me, I'm not doing this in school."

The palm of his hand connected with my face and I fell backwards. I rubbed my cheek out of shock and he grabbed my head towards his dick. "Suck it, and if you bite it I swear your life will be far worse than now."

I was about to yell but he covered my mouth. "If you yell we both would get in trouble, now I know you don't want that." I started to cry and he rubbed my tears. "Now suck."

I opened my mouth and he put his nasty dick inside my mouth, hearing his disgusting moans and groans. He thrusted in and out of my mouth before I let it go and head butted his dick before getting up and running away.

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The last bell rang and I was running down the stairs crying. I pushed past people to grab my things.

"I didn't know she had things to cry about."

"Eh, she's probably doing it for attention."

I grabbed my things and went outside trying to find my dad's car so I could get out of here. He beeped and I saw him parked across the street.

I ran out into the street not looking left or right and I safely got into the car. "Babygirl, what's wrong? You okay?"

"I just had a bad day." I wiped my tears trying not to make a scene.

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Once we got into the house, I ran upstairs to my room not saying a word to anybody starting to cry. The image of him kept popping in my head and I just wanted to throw up.

I ran into the bathroom to clean out my mouth. I brushed my teeth, used mouthwash, gargled a lot of water, but whatever I did, I still couldn't get that taste out of my mouth which made me end up throwing up.

I started to cry and I shut the door locking it. I fucking hate it here...no one even cares about me...

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If I said something it would be..."oh you must've dreamt it" or people would just try and figure out how to turn the situation around making me the bad guy.

I grabbed some nearby scissors and I held it to my wrist. I was crying so much because of all of the feelings I was having. I just want it all to stop.

So I did it...One took all the bundled up emotions and all I felt was pain...

I didnt feel anything else. I watched the blood leak down my arm into the sink. Since I was calmed down, I started to come to my senses and realized what I had to lose.

Family...the only thing I can actually cling to and don't have to second guess their love.

I ran my wrist under the water and I winced at the stinging and the pain I was feeling. I have to find something to cover this before everyone finds out...But what could I use. Oh right!!

I looked in the medicine cabinet and found the first aid kit. Oh thank God...

There was a knock on the door. "Hannah, sweetie are you okay in there?"

"Y-yea I'm okay. I was just checking if I was on my period."

"Oh okay. I've made all these snacks, come down and get some. I know how much you love sugar. I'm letting you by this one day so enjoy it while you can."

I smiled, starting to feel better. Even when they don't know it, they make my day.

*End Of FlashBack*

My parents eventually found out but it was like a month later and I had to tell them about the experience and the feelings I had.

From that point on, they made sure they were in my life 34/7 not giving me room to breathe. I was okay with it until I knew for a fact I wasn't going to do that again.

I really love my parents. They really helped me a lot, all of their hard work and guidance would have been for nothing.

If you were wondering, yes the boy was reported and expelled from the school. I still didn't open up to people but I made at least 2-3 friends.

No, I do not have a disease. He wasn't affected, he was just crazy and horny. Which I know now that those two don't mix well.

But um yea thats my story...

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