The first time it happened I was 4, I was wearing a my little pony nightgown and butterfly shorts, I was told it was a game. It went on for a year until my dad found out.
The second time I was 6, I was wearing a dress and shorts, my grandma didn't believe me when I told her it was happening again.
The third time I was 7, I was wearing my elementary school uniform, she said that she was dying.
The fourth time I was 8, I was wearing a black hoodie and shorts, I was just trying to play a game.
The fifth time I was 10, I was in a pair an overalls and a black shirt, I was just trying to eat.
The sixth time it happened was in August, I was wearing a band shirt and skinny jeans, I just wanted to have a friend it went on until January.
So tell me was I asking for it?
