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Ultimate Experience (00000457)
2.6/5 (93 Votes)
When I was 14 my sister [...]
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Posted on 26.05.2013, 07:27:34 CET
Place: 10th avenue, new York, NY, USA
2.7/5 (208 Votes)
I was touching my brother and [...]
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Posted on 29.04.2013, 16:09:46 CET
Place: New York, NY, USA

Truth or Dare (00000188)
2.8/5 (137 Votes)
I never meant for it to [...]
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Posted on 12.11.2012, 16:05:36 CET
Place: Keystone lane, Canton, MI, USA
Stealing the Bubbles (00000148)
2.5/5 (197 Votes)
When I was about 4, my grandma owned her own store. She sold spare clothes, random toys, furniture, things like that. One of the only days I went in there, I saw one of those bubble blowers that came in what looked like a big pill. I asked my mom if I could have it, but of course she said no. I respect her saying no now, considering my Grandma was pretty low on money and needed as much as she could get, but at the time I was angry that I didn't get to have it. I shoved it into my pocket when nobody was looking. My mom found it when we got home and I'm still ashamed for taking it.

Posted on 17.07.2012, 06:58:24 CET
Place: Prattville, Alabama, USA.
Losing My Baby (00000143)
2.7/5 (120 Votes)
I was 14 when I got pregnant. I had just broken up with the father (16) about a month before I found out. He and I had been together since I was ten, and at that age, we thought we were ready for sex. When I went to his house, everyone was either drunk or stoned. I freaked when I found out. I didn't want to be stuck with this guy for the rest of my life. I didn't want a kid in that kind of environment. I was still a kid myself. There was a rather large bottle of muscle relaxers that his mom kept on her bed side table. In a split second, I made a choice. I sent my older cousin a text, telling her to come get me. I opened the bottle and dumped out a handful. I swallowed it, and dumped another handful. I remember going to sit in their living room down stairs to wait to be picked up, and sitting on the couch reading the "Big Book of Baby Names" that my ex's sister had. I don't remember anything else. When I woke up, my mom slapped me so hard, there was a hand shaped bruise on my face for a week. I was told what I did. I had almost slapped my mom. I had punched my cousin when she tried to put me in the car. My blood pressure had almost dropped to nothing, and I should have died. I would have, if not for Michael. I lost my baby, and I know that the only reason I'm still alive is because he left to keep me here. If I hadn't been pregnant, if there hadn't been another soul for death to take, I would be in the ground. I killed my baby, who would have been named Michael, after his father. I have to live with the guilt of that everyday, and it eats away at my soul.

Posted on 23.05.2012, 19:32:06 CET
Place: Kansas City, MO, USA

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