Yeah... I don't know, where to start this. I'm writing this on 9th October 2019. Months after the first chapter.
When I was writing the story, I was in love with a girl. We became a couple, but after c.a. two months, she broke up with me. I felt like I'm falling in a big black hole. The problem was: only three weeks after, there was our englandtrip and we had to share a hostfamily with another girl of my class class. I thought: "ok, you can't change that, so speak less, smile more and ignore them." (I had problems with my ex AND the other girl) The busdrive was nice. I had a doublesit for my own. The problems began at the first night there: I've didn't slept very well in the bus (only round about an hour) and I was so tired, that I've fallen asleep really fast. The other girls thought, that it would be nice, if they would put cream and other stuff in my face, while I'm sleeping.
In the morning, they telled me and I've not felt really well after that. The night after, I stayed awake, because I was scared from sleep in one room with them. I was right. When they started with drawing on me, throwing chestnuts on me put a tampon in my t-shirt, made pictures and even glue my fingers together, I was'nt able to move. When they felled asleep maybe two hours ago, I walked in the bathroom and cried. I've never felt helpless like that.
The day after, I telled that a friend of me and she sayed, I should tell that a teacher. I did that, but nothing really changed. In the evening I called my mum. She sayed, that she have to think a moment about, then she called me back and said, that she spoke with my stepfather and if they would'nt stop, she will call my teacher and let me fly back with an airplane. I couldn't sleep in the night because I was afraid. I slept the night after not really nice. Maybe 2 hours. When we drove back to germany, I hadn't slept. Tee with caffeine was my best friend.
Back in germany, I spoke about it again. My mum arranged a discussion with the parents of the two, with the two. They said, that they had done that, but what they have not telled, was the thing with 'let's glue their fingers together'. The final result was, that they have to delete the photos and have to prove, that everyone who got a picture send, is deleting it. After that, I was crying again, but anyway, it were tears of joy.
I still have to deal with this, but it get's better. Thanks for reading this, if you read this.
Now: Thanks, bye.
