One day I was walking around trying to figure out where I could hang out. I ran into a friend let's call her BITCH no I'm kidding ummm..... Jess she was walking with her brother. I was on my bike and we were just hanging out on a street I was riding my bike than out of no where he pulls me off my bike I thought he was playing around so I didn't think anything of it. He sits down and I try to get up but he's won't let me that's when I started kinda FREAKING THE FUCK OUT not to be racist but they were black and he was strong he was in 10th grade and I was in 4th WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO than out of no where he..... uhh sorry this is hard for me to say 😥 he touched me where HE SHOULDN'T and I froze you say you will fight them or whatever but when it happens you have no idea what to do I got up and just stared at him he said SORRY HOW DARE HE SAY SORRY HE JUST..... AHHHH HE MADE ME SO MAD I just shook my head and got my bike from jess and rode off as fast as I could. He doesn't realize how much damage he has done to me I don't remember the last night I didn't cry myself to sleep but I'm getting better kinda not really but my grandma won't see that I need therapy or someone to talk to because I have bottled this for a while and I'm tired of crying and pretending everyday to be happy when I'm not but I have to pretend to be happy so others can be happy and I guess that's ok.

Uhh this was really hard to talk about and I hope you enjoy peace out fam and the title of this is FUCK YOU CARL BECAUSE HIS NAME IS CARL LOL BYE.