It was a hot night this weekend and I had the windows open and was sleeping in just my undies. I hoke up to some noise by the window and realized someone

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It was a hot night this weekend and I had the windows open and was sleeping in just my undies. I hoke up to some noise by the window and realized someone was trying to get in my room. I laid there in fear not knowing what to do next. The person entered my room and I pretended to be sleeping on my side with my back to them in my room.

I thought it might be the neighbor who recently saw me sun myself in a new bikini. He was young and very hot and I felt myself getting wet with excitement. I heard him get undressed and making sounds like he was m***********. The sound stopped and I felt their hands on my body. I laid there still with my heart racing and did not move even as they pulled my P#nties down and remove them.

This person rolled me gently on my back and spread my legs. I just laid there with my eyes closed, and let him touch me in my private place. I know he felt my wetness for sure. He knelt on my bed and I felt the head of his thing rubbing against my wetness. Thinking of the neighbor boy, and wanted him inside of me… within minutes, I felt him push inside of me. He was big and it filled me completely. I immediately started to org#sm as he slid in and out of me. I felt him get larger and knew he was almost ready.

Thinking of this unknown C#ck filling me and ready to explode inside of me, I had another org@sm and squirted a little. He was ready, I could hear his heavy breathing. He grunted a little and I felt him shooting all of him inside of me. It was a lot, I thought about no protection and maybe getting prego. I opened my eyes and it was not the neighbor, it was a stranger, I never seen before. He realized I was awake and pulled out and grabbed his clothes and climbed out the window and left, never saying a word.

New Confession

Sister Marie Howorth had no right to ask me private questions about father’s death. The Toronto Catholic District School Board has verified this with me. To quote the TCDSB, “If you did not disclose to her that your father died, she should not have asked.” The TCDSB also verified that Sister Marie Howorth should not have asked me ‘prodding’ questions. Especially when she saw I was in distress. At that point, she should have stopped. As for the comment, “You wear a mask”, this was a very harmful comment to say to a student. In today’s climate, making a comment like that to a student would never fly. I feel emotionally abused by Sister Marie Howorth. I’m sick of people glorifying her and talking about how compassionate she was. I simply did not see that side of her. When I asked what the meeting was about that day, Sister Marie Howorth replied, “Oh Just Something.” This answer was an outright lie. Sister Marie asking me to reveal private details about my father’s death was not “just something.” I still feel very violated by the way Sister Marie Howorth treated me. She invaded my privacy and my grief. (Actually I don’t really grieve my father because he called my mother an ugly warthog infront of me when I was 6) I hope God did not let her into Heaven Scott Free! Sister Marie Howorth ruined my last year of high school with her psychological abuse.

F*** You Sister Marie Howorth
F*** You Judy Wright
F*** You Yvonne Kocik
F*** You Former Deputy Director of the MSSB who thought he had a right to force a grief counselling on me when he could have just made a complaint against me to stop. I would never have contacted him in the first f*****’ place! Besides, unlike his late son, I would never steal VCRs from the Honeydale Walmart!!!

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Ok ok, I leave the curtains open, lights on and walk around naked in my apartment. Love showing off my shaved body. Gets me all tingly.