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Friday, March third, 2017

I should have listened. This wouldn't have happened if I listened. But I had to be a stupid kid and not listen to Uncle Barry. I should have known that he just wanted to protect me. Now, I am on top of a building, tears running down my face, blood dripping down my thigh, and ready to jump.


On, Wednesday, February twenty-eighth, 2017- I got invited to a party. My first High School party. I was excited and Uncle Barry just could not be happy for me. "Uncle B. Yo. What up? Guess What?"

"What Kiddo?"

"I got invited to an actual party. I can go right!" I handed him the invitation.

"A party eh?" He looked the invite over. I was jumping up and down. I was so excited. "Kid. This says that it is a traffic light party?"

I brushed him off. I didn't care about that. But, more fun? Right? "Yeah. But just to get together with someone. I'm not going to have sex or anything. Maybe just make-out with a pretty girl."

He looked at me. I couldn't read his body language. "Kid, I'm not comfortable with you going to that kind of party. I'm going to have to say no."

And, I lost my cool. "That's not fair."

"Kid. Why don't you have your own party? And you can invite the team! I'll even let you guys drink under my supervision. I just don't want you going to a party by yourself. It's dangerous."

"No. I want to go to this party. I thought I was a total loser and now I get invited to a popular party."

"Oh yeah. That's gonna make me wanna let you go. Wally, I said no and that is final."

I said something I regret. "You're not my dad."

I hope he regrets what he said, "Oh yeah. I am so much worse than your father. You know what? You can go back to living with your father if I am so horrible. I am so sorry I don't beat the shit out of you daily. I'm sorry I don't degrade you when I'm feeling lousy about myself. I must be the worst guardian alive." I knew it was sarcasm, but it still hurt. But I pretended that it didn't.

Guess what I did? I decided I was going to sneak out and go to that party. I wore a green tee shirt with blue jeans and I climbed out of my window. I was ready to hook up. I was a virgin and meant what I said: no sex. But, I wasn't opposed to the idea. As long as things went really well. And if the girl and I hit it off… Sex wasn't completely off the table. But I would never tell Uncle Barry that.

I went to the stupid party. And I got a little tipsy. I'm a speedster. I don't get drunk. But I wasn't completely there. So tipsy might be the right word.

A girl and I started talking. I thought she really liked me. I really liked her. She took me to a bedroom. She pulled me on top of her. I wasn't as ready for sex as I thought. So I climbed off of her. But she forced me back down. I started to struggle out of her grasp. She was tiny. I would of been free. But two boys came into the room. One wrapped his arms around my waist and threw me down on the bed. The other one, quickly, climbed on top of my chest. His penis was placed in my mouth. The girl sat beside me and wrapped her lips around my penis. And lastly, the other boy lifted me up slightly. He commenced anal sex with me. But I didn't consent to any of that. So it was rape. Not sex.

When they were done, they left. I found my own way to the roof. And now I am planning on ending it all because I can never again face the ones I love.

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