This happened awhile ago, I was a teenager.
Someone was really into me when I was in 8th grade and they were in 11th. I was foolish to hang out with them again after the first time this happened. I went to their house (family house). They forced me to go into their room by taking my skateboard and running inside. Once inside “to obtain it back” I had to hide in a closet the whole time due to their parent not allowing to have guest over. They made me wear their clothes and wanted to touch and kiss me.
The point that effected me still to this day, is I’m not sure if it was all a joke to like really mentally effect me or they are the one who is unstable. This was the start of my trust for people getting ruined. I remember saying I never want to see you again and they ended up chasing me “like literally ruinning after me” for a good bit, seeming upset.
I was uncomfortable and I felt like someones experiment.
What is ironic, is that I finally came out of the closet but in a way better sense. I will never be in any closet again, proper or figuratively.
— Anonymous
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