Oct. 17
Dear Corinne,
Mr. Soren wouldn't let me leave after class. I backed away from him. He inched closer. I felt like a mouse, and he was a hawk swooping in for the kill. He grabbed me and kissed me, hard. His shaved beard rubbed painfully against my skin. I squirmed, but he held me tight. I tried to scream. But I could hardly breathe, and finally when I escaped, I ran out and walked home alone, trying not to cry.
Trying to make sense of it.
Love,
Leigh
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