I was 16. A virgin. He was a year older. My friends saw him take me to a bathroom. They did nothing. I felt alone and scared. I thought I was going to die. I became depressed and I started to hate myself. I would see him in school and I would get panic attacks. I was afraid to report because I didn’t think I would be heard. To this day I get scared when people touch me. I’m learning to love myself now. I can't look at him without getting anxious. He ruined me.
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