When I was younger, I was stalked online by an ex boyfriend. This is my story as best as I can write it, yet it feels so inadequate
The Story of “A”
Part 1: Happier Times
So, I alluded before about a particularly horrible experience with a bad boy friend.
When I was fourteen, I joined a homeschool group for high-schoolers. It was a place to make friends, participate in classes and get the all around teenage experience. It was a Christian home school group that met in a church and offered various high school classes.
Looking back, I can tell you that I used to find “A” cute. I don’t anymore, and whether it’s because of the experience or because I now go for tall blonde hair blue eyed all American boys, I couldn’t tell you. But, I had that typical teenage girl crush for the entire school year.
I had assumed that after that year, I probably wouldn’t see him again, he was a senior and I was a freshman, after all. However, my sister and her friend became friends with him and his brother, to the point where, once summer rolled around we all hung out.
It was that summer when they moved into their sister’s trailer and we learned about their very troubling family life (abuse). My parents and our friend’s parents are the kind of people who give of themselves when someone is in trouble. I can’t quite remember how it came about, but “A” moved in with us and his brother moved into our friend’s house for the summer until they moved into the college dorms.
It was that summer, after I turned 15 that I experienced my first kiss, first date and first boyfriend. When you’re fifteen and happy to finally have a boyfriend, you ignore a lot of red flags. Like the fact that the words “I love you” were said way too quickly. But, I was young and stupid and finally happy to join the ranks of the “taken”. But I don't think there is anything I could have done to change what happened next.
The Story of “A”
Part 1: Happier Times
So, I alluded before about a particularly horrible experience with a bad boy friend.
When I was fourteen, I joined a homeschool group for high-schoolers. It was a place to make friends, participate in classes and get the all around teenage experience. It was a Christian home school group that met in a church and offered various high school classes.
Looking back, I can tell you that I used to find “A” cute. I don’t anymore, and whether it’s because of the experience or because I now go for tall blonde hair blue eyed all American boys, I couldn’t tell you. But, I had that typical teenage girl crush for the entire school year.
I had assumed that after that year, I probably wouldn’t see him again, he was a senior and I was a freshman, after all. However, my sister and her friend became friends with him and his brother, to the point where, once summer rolled around we all hung out.
It was that summer when they moved into their sister’s trailer and we learned about their very troubling family life (abuse). My parents and our friend’s parents are the kind of people who give of themselves when someone is in trouble. I can’t quite remember how it came about, but “A” moved in with us and his brother moved into our friend’s house for the summer until they moved into the college dorms.
It was that summer, after I turned 15 that I experienced my first kiss, first date and first boyfriend. When you’re fifteen and happy to finally have a boyfriend, you ignore a lot of red flags. Like the fact that the words “I love you” were said way too quickly. But, I was young and stupid and finally happy to join the ranks of the “taken”. But I don't think there is anything I could have done to change what happened next.
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