to make myself a slut. Indian xxx hd I wanted to tell my mother that I didn’t want to live anymore because I made a slut of myself and I hurt the person I loved most, Elizabeth, but I remember my mother’s words about if Elizabeth was more then a friend that she would be treated the same as a boy and would not be allowed to be alone with me. I nodded knowing she couldn’t be too happy with me. So I did something I regret. “Do you know if Elizabeth knows?” I asked her. I had done a good job cutting them. I just lay there resting feeling pretty stupid. “What I don’t want to tell you, what I don’t want to tell my parents, what I don’t want to admit to my best friend is why I was there. I wondered if either of my parents were going to ask me why. I had a couple tubes going into my arm, an IV and blood. alone. He beat me up and raped me and it changed so many things in my life. My mom heard me and offered to come with me and I told her thank you but that I needed to go to group on my own. I told him no and he looked directly in the eyes asking me
