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23rd September 2003 Deception 'I never meant to cause trouble, I never meant it to end like this....' It all started one cold frosty night in December; I was sitting in my room staring out side. I wasn't really focusing on anything just a spec on the wall thinking and hoping. At the moment in school I felt really left out I was friendly with the so-called 'popular group.' They all had boyfriends having fun sharing experiences. I was really starting to get jealous and wished I could join in there conversations. I'd never had a boyfriend it never bothered me wasn't interested. I used too much rather spend my lunch times quietly sitting in the form room or attending school practises, something changed. I looked at my self over and over in mirror standing in front of me. I didn't like what I saw never did approve of the way I looked always hoped I was someone different. I'm not at all pretty and my bumpy complexion always gets me down. I always end up just looking at my friends wishing I were like them. No one at school would ever be seen dead with me. I got up from the place I had been standing pointlessly for the last hour and made my way to a computer, I then went onto MSN messenger service and logged on. This is where I spent most of my time chatting to friends. I noticed a new person had added me to there contact list so we could talk. It wasn't an email address I was familiar with but I accepted all the same. ...read more.


All of that night I tossed and turned wondering what the next day would add to my life. I had to get up early the next morning, it was a bright cheerful morning. I got out of bed and showed, styled my hair and spent ages carefully applying make up to deceive him further. I met five of my friends at the train station a few miles from my house. I still hadn't quite worked out how to tell my mum why I would be so late back. I didn't want to put a time on it; I wanted to spend all the time I could with Dan. I was in luck, as we were drawing into the train station my dad gave a key and told me to let my self in as they were going out and wouldn't be back till very late. He wanted my back by eight. They would never know if I weren't in in time, so I wasn't at all worried. As I got out of the car my friends stared at me, they looked shocked. They commented on how mature and old I looked. I felt really dressed up compared to them. They were just wearing the usual dress code of jeans and a top. We got on to the train and all brought returns. They were all planning when to get the train back they decided about seven. That suited me I had an hour to get ready for my date. I was forced to tell another white lie, I told them my dad was picking me up and we were going for a meal. ...read more.


I needed to get home I wanted my parents. I needed my parents I had no one. I wanted to tell them I wanted to cry into my moms comforting arms. The next train was in about twenty minutes so I sat down wrapped the jacket around me and huddled up. I couldn't stop crying I couldn't say a word. All train journeys I sat there wishing it had all been a dream, replying the events in my head. If only I had of come home with my mates, I wouldn't be hurting so much I wouldn't be in this mess. I can't believe he took it way from me that easily forcing me into it. There was only one word for it, rape. Did he plan to get me drunk? Was that his aim after all? The train drew in at the station it felt so good to be home. I walked the remained of my journey petrified about what my parents would say. I got to my house outside was a police car, what had I done? I hadn't even walked up the drive when mum came out and hugged me she held me there for wart seemed like ages tears of joy trickling down her face. All night I spent explaining everything to my parents and the police. They didn't even tell me off it was past that the looks of disappointment meant a lot more, it was far worse. I didn't sleep for weeks and never visited that messenger service again. I felt used I felt dirty. I had deceived him, I had deceived my parents and I even deceived my self. I am who I am and I will never wish to be someone else. ...read more.

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