During summer vacation, I had to take summer courses since I failed two of my classes and dad had me go walking saying I can be more independent on my own now. A few of the boys from school were also in summer school so I tried to avoid them as much as I could. It was hard since they were always waiting for me when they had the chance, but they became rougher and I had a hard time getting out of their hold. Once they pushed me against the locker and tried to put lipstick on me while calling me a girl. I don't know what happened, but soon after that, I threw up when they left me alone and I didn’t want anyone to touch me anymore. It was like fire every time I felt their fingers touching my skin and it was hurting me even if you couldn’t see it. Dad noticed, but he didn't say anything. Maybe
