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.

(BEFORE YOU READ THIS STORY......All the details and "juicy" stuff happen in part two of this book. I just needed to note that to the people who liked to read books based off this story name.) Your name is Mila. You and your friends go to a party and you meet this boy. You don't know his real name, but they call him "Roc". He meets up with you and you can't stop thinking about him. But sooner, you see him in the street.....getting mugged. You call the hospital, and sooner find out a huge revealing secret about him.