The Bad Boy Got Me Pregnant

We went upstairs to my room and sat down on my bed. We just sat there in complete silence until he pressed his lips onto mines. We played with each other's mouth and made out. When I kiss him, I feel like I couldn't control myself. I felt manipulated. We took off each others clothes. But what we were doing was.. I cou...

The Devil Is My Guardian

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to lau...