Dirty
That's how I felt, it was a feeling I was accustomed to.
I already felt dirty the night it happened but coming out of the hospital I felt dirtier than I've ever felt.
A million and one thoughts were running through my head and confusion set in. At this point what was I supposed to do?
Sitting in my car and staring, I wondered how my life had reached this point, how I was warned not to go to the party by my best friend, how my aunt and uncle abused me just because my mother left.
I started the ignition of my car and drove off to the two-bedroom apartment Temi and I shared. She wasn't home yet and I was somewhat relieved, I didn't know how I'll tell her the 'news', tears had begun to drop and I let them, praying and hoping I could find a solution to my never-ending problems.
Welcome to CCAAB, once again I'm your one and only OIVA364, I don't really have much to write here but I hope you enjoy my book
Lots of popcorn, OIVA364
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Teen FictionAviyaa Kadafi is your outgoing extrovert who is friends with everyone. She would rather be at a party playing beer pong than sit in a lecture hall for an hour and strongly believes the saying 'You Only Live Once' and so she intends to live her life...
