|Book One| "I don't want you!" he spat. "Well, I don't want you either!" I yelled back. My heart burned, hot tears trailed down my face as I walked away. Dask was my best friend, I didn't ever want to lose him. I guess I didn't have much of a choice this time. No matter how much we had in common, we were always completely different too. |Complete| unedited| |Sequel is Gravity|

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.