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Last night our neighbors had a party with everyone from the neighborhood and more. Lots of drinking and socializing. I kept catching this man looking me up and down all night. Finally as it got later he came over and started talking to me. I had never seen him before and he wasn’t necessarily attractive but there was just something about him. Not two minutes into our conversation he grabs my hand and walks me behind the pool house. Without saying a word he puts his hand on top of my head and pushes me down. I dropped to my knees and he pulled it out. He was thick and uncut which was hot. It only took a few minutes and he finished in my mouth. After he finished he was gone before I even was off my knees. Luckily it was late and everyone was drunk and no one noticed my make up a mess. I walked home and fell asleep in my clothes. I just woke up with a sore jaw and can still taste him.

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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