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august 27th our sixteenth month together. the start of junior year was exciting. we were ecstatic you had finally gotten your license so now we had the freedom to go anywhere we pleased but of course we stuck to the only place we knew, the movie theater. except now you had a car and your favorite place in that car was of course the back seat. every saturday you would find some excuse to get me in the back and defile me. as i looked up to you with spit dripping down my chin and my eyes watering you said to me
"you look the prettiest like this"

you were gentle and made sure i felt loved, you always took care of me. i hoped that days like these would never end and that i would be the only person you'd see like this in the backseat of your car.

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