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The daylight ripped through the window, promising a good day ahead. I was nervous.
Very nervous.
My first day of 8th Grade.
I knew it was going to be difficult, with it being my last year in Middle School. I had no idea what I would be put through in November...
November 6th. I will ALWAYS remember that day. It was my equivalent to nine eleven; two things came crumbling down.
My innocence.
And my trust.
My boyfriend at the time was very kind and supportive... At first. Then he began pestering me for photos.
Yes. THOSE kinds of photos. I was mortified at the thought. Of course, I said no.
Again.
No.
Again.
No.
PLEASE!
NO!
Until finally, I got a text that made me freeze in terror.
_____: I will kill myself. And you will be the reason why.
Dusk:... Fine.
And then it happened. I gave him something I couldn't take back. It would haunt me forever. Sometimes I wonder if God will forgive me. Thank the Lord that the photo never reached the public.
But it reached him.
I was ashamed, and I was unable to eat, or sleep. Finally, due to the encouragement of my friends, I stood up to him and confessed what had happened. No one blamed me.
But I did.
I know that I will never forget that. I can only pray that I will find someone who appreciates me for me, and not my appeal.