It was the middle of the night, and because we only have two rooms, I always sleep on the floor. My mother will always tell me that she dream I'm pregnant, and I will always rebuff her.
I've always had a thing for girls, but I'm not sure why it is that whenever I see them, I get this strange sensation.
My cousin, who was my best friend and with whom I did everything, came to visit us one day and asked to leave with us.
One day, no one was at home, so we were both sleeping, and I had this strange sensation that I was having sex, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
I got to my feet and looked at her age, which was asleep, so I pretended that I was sleeping as well and poured my legs on her, after which I pressed my pussy against her as I moved closer.
Then I started putting my hands deep into her skirt, being careful not to wake her. I used my hands to massage her boobs and then I started putting my hands deep into her skirt.
If she moves even slightly, I'll stop, but why should I be concerned, she took a sleeping pill because she was suffering from aches and pains, you might ask.
I grabbed her hands and stuffed them into my pussy and started rubbing them together; when I realized I needed more, I stood up and made sure all the doors and windows were closed; then I slowly brought her skirt up and took mine off; then I laid her down to face me and made our pussy touch each other; I started fucking her like I was a guy; but if I don't get this feeling out, I might die.
I was now fucking her and muttering slowly to myself.
I needed more, so I worked faster; she was also enjoying it, but she was sleeping; as soon as that sensation passed, I noticed a small amount of white stuff in me, so I put her skirt on and put mine back on again.
it was nighttime and everyone had returned home; I got out of bed and made my dinner, as well as telling Mom about school today and the large amount of teaching, which turned out to be a lie."
After that, we all went to sleep.
But before I went to sleep that night, I looked up and begged God to forgive me for everything I had done wrong.
I didn't know what had happened, but I knew I needed it; I felt like crying and couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.
The following day at school, I started avoiding my friends because I didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the previous day, so I stayed alone and completed all of my classwork. In the middle of class, a guy approached me and expressed his desire to be close to me. I was tempted to laugh, but instead I just looked at him and walked away, telling him that I would look into it.
My friend inquired as to why I was avoiding them, to which I replied that I did not know, that I simply walked away from them whenever they approached, and that I had made every effort to remain hidden from them.
I'm a church singer, and while I have a good voice, do you think God will be pleased with my performance?
That is what I told myself, and then there was a day when my teacher was always looking at me, and when I tried to tell him about my problem with the toilet sink, he told everyone to wait in the class and follow me, and when I stood in the sink i told him what happened, he came behind me and pressed against me, and he started speaking to me but never left that position. He was never seen again after that.
After I asked him if I could leave, he said I could just walk a little further where I was standing. He then began moving my skirt up and telling me how much he wanted to fuck me. I was scared, but said nothing because he was my teacher and he was right.
As he was pressing my boobs and rubbing my pussy and telling me I was tight, I told him I didn't want to lose my virginity now and especially not with him my teacher. He kissed me on the forehead and told me if I allowed him to do this, I would get a good grade in class. I didn't know what to say so I just stared at him with shocked eyes.
When I told him that I was a virgin but that he should let me go and that one day I would allow him to do it, he took one look at me and then walked away, saying those words, "One day you will allow me to."
In the end, I decided to report him and informed the principal, who in turn informed my parents, who in turn informed the police. He was arrested and sentenced to prison time.
I wasn't sure if I should be happy or not, but I wasn't sure if I would be able to maintain my vigilance for a long period of time.
I was happy when I entered sss1, I made new friends, and everything was fine. Later, I learned that one of my formal friends was pregnant, and that she died shortly after. I was devastated, but at the same time, I gave thanks to the Lord for my life.
This world that I couldn't comprehend will soon become clear to me, and later on, I will understand it.
My father provided me with everything I needed, but I still want to do more.
When I was in ss2 and my father was in the village, the news spread quickly that he had died. I was devastated. My mother weeps, but we can't bring the dead back to life.
I've always wanted to make things better for my family, but do you think selling dof my body was the best course of action now that my father has passed away? If so, what should I do next?
What will my family eat now? My mother has to pay for all of the school fees and other expenses, but she will be able to keep us alive if she works hard.