I am going to tell you my biggest regret right now, because I can’t say it to anyone face to face. When I was 12 years old, I had a phone and I downloaded this app called whisper. It allowed people to share anonymous confessions and vent their feelings. Eventually, I started texting this guy. I told him I was 17 (still a minor). I knew that he was a lot older than me, but I made a mistake anyway. He ended up bribing me for my nudes, and I unfortunately sent them. I did this on multiple occasions because he kept asking. I know that I shouldn’t have, You don’t have to tell me. Only one of my friends knew this was happening, and one day we were messing around and we told him MY ADRESS!! I know this horrible mistake now. The following day, he showed up at my apartment complex and told me to sneak out of my apartment to go down to his car. I eventually took him to the storage room because I didn’t want to get in his car. Keep in mind, this dude looked at least like he was in his late thirties or early forties. After we got to the storage room, he grabbed my waist, pulled me in, and started making out with me. I played along because I was scared he would hurt me if I didn’t. (At this point I was shaking with fear and anxiety). He asked me what was wrong, and I said nothing. This dude then proceeds to pull out his p**** and tell me to s*** it. I ended up making a stupid excuse and said I had to go get my brother from the bus stop. He continued to beg me, then pulled me to his lips again. I eventually asked him to stop because “I was in a hurry” when I just wanted to get out of there. He ended up having me walk him to his car and I did. After that, I said bye and left. A day or so later, a detective showed up at my apartment and told my mom what had happened. I had to sit with my mom and the detective and explain everything. That was one of the hardest moments of my life. Eventually, the detective took my phone to see if he could track the guy down. After he left, my mom was distraught from what she had just heard. I had to go to a place for s******* abused and raped kids for some reason and tell a child phycologist my story. That day was less stressful than the night the detective showed up because I was prepared to talk about it. Anyways, I learned so many valuable lessons from this situation. Now, I am almost 14, and so much more mature. I am sharing my story so other teenagers can learn from my mistakes. You never think it will happen to you, but it does sometimes unfortunately.