sweets

*Sweets*
2002-07-03 15:31:33 (UTC)

what a perfect ending to a stressful night

He came into my room again last night. Except this time he
didn't bother to make it seem like what he was doing was an
accident. He came in and hugged me and said goodnight like
usual, but I knew something was different. Just in the way
he hugged me I could tell. Even by the way he was
walking. I could tell it would be another night to cry
myself to sleep. I was lying on my stomach. Dumbass me,
perfect for him. I'm so stupid. Anyway, he came over and
started rubbing my leg. Then he moved his hand up until he
was rubbing in between my legs. I hate him so much! I wish
he would just leave me alone! Well, I turned over and make
an annoyed type of noise like I was waking up and he
stopped. Oh, but that wasn't enough for him. He just
leaned over and started kissing my neck. So I got up the
guts and said stop. He left the room. Yay for me. That's
not all folks! haha. At least I can still find humor in
anything. I think he thought he might make up for it. So
he brings in the big fan that was in his room. His room,
the one with the air conditioner in it, while me and my
little brother have to sleep in 90* temperatures. So he
takes the fan and puts it at the end of my bed. I am
grateful for the fan, it did help the heat. But then he
came over (stupid ass I'm lying on my stomach again, but
this time it's cuz I'm crying) and he puts his hand on my
butt. He just kind of sits there for a few seconds, then
squeezes my butt, and walks out of the room. I guess he was
done with me. I feel awful, but I'll get over it. I
always get over his "night visits" during the next day.
But yeah, I just needed to vent my story, and this seemed
like the best idea. Bye-Bye!




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