Um...I'm not in this story, nor is it about me. And you're the one with the name crack. I don't drugs or smoke. As a matter of fact, I've never touched any of that stuff. So if you have nothing nice to say or any criticism to give me please leave. Thanks
Hey guy! I'm writing an update right now! Does anyone know how to do words in italics or bold print? I have no idea how to do that
Go to forums>questions/feedback>click on something says ultimate bb coding guide It should be one of the top 5 things to appear in the forum.
Oh I hate that!! When you work really hard on something and you accidentally delete it. well good luck lol
flashback My uncle caressed my cheek and smiled at me, a super creepy smile. He started to grope me, and started little by little removing my clothes, until I was completely naked. I felt so embarrassed by him looking at me like this. I couldn't even look at him while he was touching me. All I could do was close my eyes and wish for him to go away, or at least for someone to come home. He roughly threw me onto my bed and he unzipped his pants. 'Oh no he's going to take my virginity' I thought, my heart beating rapidly. He climbed onto the bed on top of me and started licking me in places that he shouldn't be licking. He also made me do other things that I will not mention, but you get the idea. I felt so disgusted. My tears wouldn't stop falling. I silently sent a prayer to God and hoped that he would answer it. Then, just as my uncle was about to take me right then and there, the phone rang. I whispered a silent "thank you" to God as my uncle zipped up his pants and ran out of the room to grab the phone. He knew he had to answer it if it was my mom because if he didn't answer, she would know something was wrong. He picked up the phone and I immediately jumped up, put on my clothes, and closed the door. I locked it and sat on my bed, still silently crying over what had just gone on. I felt disgusting and I needed a shower, but I needed wait for everyone to come home first. I heard the phone hang up, and then my uncle went outside. I looked out the window and my parents were home. My uncle was helping them with the groceries. I quickly grabbed my things to take a shower and hopped in, scrubbing at my body furiously, trying to remove the disgusting feeling. After I was satisfied that I was clean enough, I got dressed in a t-shirt and shorts and went into the kitchen, where my family was sitting at the table, laughing and having a good time. My uncle noticed me first. He smiled at me as if nothing happened. "Nice of you to join us Jazzy." He said, acting completely normal. It made me sick. Even the sound of him using my nickname that he gave me made me want to puke. I couldn't look at him the same anymore. My once loved and adored uncle was now just some sick, nasty, pervert to me. "So that's what happened." I said, fresh tears starting again in my eyes. Mason looked horrified. He pulled me into another hug. "I can't believe your uncle did that to you.That's terrible." He said quietly. "Yeah it was terrible, and terrifying. Thank goodness the phone rang at that moment. God definitely answered my prayers." I said enjoying Mason's warm hug. I wanted to stay like that forever, but then the bell rang. I cursed at the bell in my head and we got up and headed to the locker rooms. In the way to the locker rooms, I kept sneaking glances at Mason. I just couldn't believe how nice he was to me and couldn't even believe that he cared that much. He barely knew me, yet he was acting like we've been best friends for years. I smiled at the thought of him and I being friends. It was a nice thought, having a true genuine friend like Mason around. He truly seemed to care about me and my feelings, so why not give it a shot? We were going to be best friends, I could just tell.