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He sat next to me on the couch when everyone else went upstairs to get something to eat. He pulled me into his arms and kissed at my cheek, as I giggled telling him to stop as I pushed him gently. He didn't stop though, I hate him. He pushed me down on that old musty couch in his basement loft. He pulled off my shirt and I screamed he tried to unbutton my pants I pushed and pushed trying to get him off, when Marcus, one of his friends, pulled him off of me. How could TJ do this to me? I can't stop crying, he was supposed to be my friend, he was supposed to be there for me. I hate him.

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