Secrets (based on a true story)

I'm your average teenage girl. Except, I have a few secrets nobody else should know. My name is Kaylee Groves. Don't you have secrets? Does anyone know them all or do you choose to keep them to yourself ? Well, to start off I'll tell you a bit about myself. I have brown hair. My eyes are green but they look grey at times. I'm skinny . I was a straight A student until I got to junior high. Then everything changed for me. I was constantly bullied in seventh grade. Bryson would always see me and say "Hey look! We can play connect the dots on your face!" , or he'd just make a rude comment about how I looked. I went home & balled my eyes out every single day. He's not the only one who did it either, he's just the one who hurt me the most. He had affected me in so many ways that I still think about it. I was so confident til 7th grade. That's when I became depressed and insecure. But, that's enough about me. Let's get on to my secrets . Most of them involve boys . My biggest secret has to be about what happened with me & Michael. My
brother & my dad were the only ones home & me , til I walked out. I walked over to Michaels house . He was just a friend, or so I thought. We sat on his porch for a while til he interrupted the silence. "I'm about to take a shower" he said. I stood up, thinking that was a sign for me to leave. "okay" I said walking off. "wait, do you want to take one with me?" He said . I laughed thinking he was joking. "nooooo" I said . "Okay well you can sit on the bed til I get out. " he opened the front door. I was hestitant . Should I go in or go home? Go home obviously. I would've if I knew what was about to go down. he was 18. I was 15. I should've seen it coming. I didn't know much about him. What was I thinking? I only knew his age, name & the fact that my bestfriend Abby was crazy about him. Abby didn't want me to go over there & now I wish I would've listened. Abby is beautiful. She has brown hair , brown eyes & she's kind of chubby but perfect to me. I sat down on his bed after walking through the short hallway. He walked in & sat down with me. I thought he was taking a shower... But I didn't say anything out loud. He just said "get comfortable" & walked into the bathroom. When he walked out, his hair was still dry & he still reeked of cigarettes.