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Sunday, July 4, 2010

May December

-) My current boyfriend is 27 years old and I am 15.  We've kissed, hugged, held hands and stuff like that, but he told me he's going to wait until I turn 18 before we do anything sexual.  He's never forced me to do anything that I don't want to and I'm with him by choice.  People think that he's forced me, but I can honestly say that he's the sweetest man I've ever met.  I've been with him since I was 13 and he's never made me do anything that I don't want to do and I can't wait until I'm 18 so I can finally be with him for real.

-) The only people that know I'm with him are my best friends, his best friends, my brother, and my parents.  They all approve of me being with him except for my dad, but he said he would never report him because he's never done anything bad to me and he knows that he treats me right.  My brother is actually the one who introduced us, but he was the last to know about me and him being together.  The one person that I want to tell is my grandmother because she's getting old and I want her to know, but I don't know how she will react.

-) When me and my best friend were 9, she told me and our close group of friends that she was being sexually abused by her father. When I was 11, I called the police on him after she'd come to school with a black eye.  They took him away, had enough evidence and got a confession from him.  They put him in jail and my best friend hasn't seen him since.  But I've never told her that it was me who called because she said she would kill the person that reported her father.  To this day, I don't get how she can still want to love and protect a man that's been raping a molesting her for years.

-) Once I told my parents that I was sleeping over at my friend's house for 2 weeks, but really, I spent 2 weeks with my boyfriend.  The night my parents dropped me off at my friend's house (She's 25 and lives alone), I stayed there for about 30 minutes before my boyfriend came to pick me up.  She helped me plan the whole thing and she promised not to tell my parents. They hadn't even called the whole 2 weeks because they thought I was "in good hands".  He took me up to his summer home in Santa Cruz and we laid on the beach and went to the Boardwalk.  We also painted in his little summer house and had a little party with him and his friends.  That was when I knew he was the one and it was the best 2 weeks of my life.  A wonderful 2 weeks that my parents will never find out about. :)

-) My brother thinks he found his birthday present in my closet: a red polo t-shirt.  But really, I bought him a new iTouch to replace the one that got stolen a few months back.  He's got a lot of bills to pay and can't afford one at the moment, but me and my boyfriend split the cost for buying one.  I can't wait for him to open it next week!


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