When I started middle school, I expected it to be pretty bad. It was all fun and games at first, and I kinda liked it, but I learned way more in 6th grade than I would've known before. This is when I learned about two specific things: love and sex.
No, I haven't had sex, I am very much a virgin and proud of it. I'll explain.
I made some new friends that year, and most of them were pretty immature for their age. They knew about way more perverse things than I did. They made jokes about raping people, and stuff like that, and it kind of annoyed me because, what if they got raped? Would they still be making jokes about it?
I also got my first boyfriend that year, November of 2011. Let me just be clear that he was no ordinary guy, nowhere near ordinary. At first, I thought he was cool, but then he started trying to do all these things to me and it got a little out of hand.
I broke up with him about 2 months into the relationship so I could be done, and just get out of it...
In March or April of 2012, I became bisexual for about a week. I had a crush on one of my best friends, and her boyfriend took her phone one day and said terrible things to me. At first, he pretended to be her and said that she liked me and all this shit, and then I realized who it really was and confronted him. He called me names, he said I was a creepy stalker and a bisexual whore, which is why after a few days I went back to being straight and told everyone that I was just kidding, that I was only being paranoid about my sexual orientation.
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Worthless: My Story
Non-FictionThis is my story. I'm a smalltown girl from Kentucky who's had a hard life. It all started when my uncle Joe died. From there, it only got worse. I got bullied constantly, the teachers in my elementary school were jerks, believe me middle school...