This story is one that I have wanted to tell for a very long time but was scared of the consequences of doing so. I never thought it could change my life or anyone else but it has and I feel the undying guilt and wonder of , what if? What if I told them? What if I wasn't there? What if I hadn't been the girl with a curious mind? What If I didn't see? Would I be less broken? Would I let people know the real me more?
I ask these questions on an everyday basis and I figure I mind as well let the strangers of the world in for I can't let anyone else. For I have not told a single soul since the incident.