Distraction

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Sometimes in life you need a distraction. Boys were mine. I needed something to get my mind off the broken friendships and the scars on my legs. Something to get my mind off my father leaving and my abusive mother. Something to forget about my grandfather sexual abusing me since I was 5 until my freshman year of high school, last year. Boys were my distraction. Not boys in general, a specific boy. Kyle. Kyle Rivers. He was a Senior. I fell in love with him last year. I, a freshman, loved a junior. We had one class together, AP Lit. We became really close. Studied, texted, the works. He was my distraction.

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