Sweet sixteen

I had all the attention I needed from him. He promised me he'd be gentle. Grandma warned me, she told me I was too little for things like that, like paying attention to a boy. I never listened. I wanted a taste of what the adults tasted. It was my birthday! I was sixteen already, Sweet sixteen, for my age I was pretty Stupid.
Trust, that word is one if the most dangerous of all. I trusted him, I was naive. He treated me like a princess. I felt like I knew it all, he sweet talked me and I turned my back to advice....

~Queen Precious