10 years old
tick tock
why wont he-
oh.
it doesn't matter how much i hate how it makes me feel
its normal
i don't like it. but he does-
tick tock
carry on, but i cant! yes you can.
too uncomfortable..
tell someone.
Done
11 years old
new friends,
new life,
same grief,
a friend request pops up
...him..?
i told my mum,
brothers gone.
im not lying i promise-
why does it keep happening to me.
men scare me..
Done
12 years old
more friends,
better life,
more grief,
cops and robbers, aren't we too old for that?
pff no who cares.
im not putting any effort in,
he runs across the road.
it was a turn- it looked safe,
i promise.
the metal monster speeds..
he sees.
he stops.
bang.
Done.
13 years old
same friends,
even more grief,
i don't want life,
why do people always ask??
i always say no.
its my body, stop begging to see it.
I dont give consent.
You dont care.
You want more, you beg me to send.
Why do i do these things???
I hate myself.
Done
