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So i had one classmate. She was sitting behind me and me , annoying and lazy person, i would just annoy her, spread rumors about her, and force her to write my homework. I know I used to be bitchy b****. Anyway one day, on my way to school, i stopped at shop to buy notebook. I saw in newspaper’s that stepfather s******* abused his stepdaughter and her brother. I was already late so I had no time to read that. I rushed to school and as I walked to class everyone was already sitting on their seats and looking sad. I asked my best friend what’s going on and she told me that girl (name not important) is the girl from newspapers. I also knew her brother pretty well and he was cool. So few months after we finally found out where they go to school. We tried to reach them but school headmaster was so pissed off (”you can’t see them, ever, so stop calling police or whateva”). Luckily I have a friend from school where they go now and i called her. bla bla me and few classmates went to see them. I am sorry for what i have done, and I tried to fix everything up. From that moment I have never bullied someone again. Sorry….

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He showed up and my mother told me to serve him. He told her he was there for me. He saw me at the cupcake store and decided to marry me.

My mother asked Jim questions, like interviewing him for me. He passed, professional, manager, good job, but how did she know if he could father children. I got married anyways , fingers crossed.

Five years without children. Five years of keeping myself away from him. Five years of this and that girl. He turned 33, I either got pregnant or he would leave me.

Coercion. Blackmail. Forced to comply. It was as awful as I imagined. You only give up your virgin status once. It was awful. What can I say. He repeated it to make sure I got pregnant.

You see, my college roommate was my lover. When I lost her everything ended for me. I married him to please my mother. It’s awful, what can I say. I’m cheating on her memory. This child in me, if I have a girl I will name her after Cristina.