So it begins.

Skip A Few

Well I'm gonna skip a few years. So I'm 13. I'm in 7th grade. I meet this guy named Caleb. We dated the first time for 2 months I think. We were in love with each other. I became a rebel the second time we dated.

"I love you Hailey Dawn Mason." He always said when we were alone laying side by side looking at each other. I'd just smile and respond "I love you to Stephen Caleb Robbins." "Forever?" He'd say. "Always." I'd say back. We dated for 3 months and we decided it was time to drop the "V Card". Well we did. We did a lot...to be honest. Soon come to find out I was pregnant. Me and him were very happy, at first then we had to tell my family. And at the time my brother was straightened up and with a girl named Kimm with 2 kids Landyn who was 4 and Makayla who was 3.

They didn't like the fact that I was pregnant, they told me to get a abortion I ignored them. I told them "No it's my baby not yours!" They'd respond "Your my child!" And we'd argue. I cried everyday. They wouldn't let me see Caleb. But little did they know I snuck out every night to see him, even if it was a school night I would see him. Well they soon found out after about 60 times after I snuck out. They didn't like that very well. Took my phone, made me sleep in the living room or in the floor in their room. Ridiculous right? Well maybe not. I was going crazy, I was disobeying and lying and sneaking.

I went to a friends house one day, Caleb came over. He got mad about some pic I posted on Instagram about me and my friend in bathing suits walking into the water with the sunset in the background, it was a amazing pic. He yelled at me and looked up a pic of a half naked girl and posted it on his Instagram, when I tried to get up to walk away he grabbed my arm. He pulled me and said "Your not going anywhere until you talk to me." He said looking deeply into my eyes. "I don't wanna talk to you." I said "Well sweetheart looks like you don't have a choice now do you?" He said rudely. "Let go of me" I whined. "No." He yelled. He finally let go, and I got up very quickly and walked to the bathroom. He followed I ran into the bathroom and tried to shut and lock the door, but he was bigger and stronger than me, he got in and locked the door behind him. "Get out!" I said calmly. "Nope." He said "Then let me out." I said snobbishly "Uhhh....no." "Caleb please let me out?" "Not until you talk to me." He'd say every time. I slapped him, he didn't like that very well, "Come on honey hit me harder!" He yelled in my face. I got scared. And pushed past him. He realized he hurt me extremely bad mentally and physically. "Baby I'm sorry, I didn't realize my grip was that strong. I'm sorry, please love me!" He was going on and on trying to get me to accept his apology, I did eventually. Worst mistake I made.

The next day I had bruises on my arms where he grabbed me. Nobody liked him after that.

On May 1, 2014, I had a miscarriage. I beat myself up over it. Caleb blamed me for it, called me every name in the book. Like I didn't have feelings. You have no clue how may times I tried to commit suicide, I cut, I smoked, drank. I was just planning my death wish, but it's as if God was by my side the whole ride through. Every time I did something, I always woke up the next morning. I never knew why.

While we were dating I was also raped by my best friend. Her name was also Haley Dawn but she spelt her name different. Well the story on that is, I went to her house and we drank a little bit but she was putting stuff in my drink. And I woke up to her on top of me touching me and rubbing on my naked body. I tried numerous times to get up she would not let me, when I tried to scream she covered my mouth and nose to where I couldn't breathe.

We called the cops and got a report on her, needless to say they didn't really believe me because I was drinking to. So nothing happened to her. Yeah I know pretty ridiculous, but believe it or not the same situation happens more often than you would think.