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Now 29, she shares her story for the first time. I grinned at Anna and she rolled her eyes — it was a bit of an in-joke; the fact that everything tended to go my way. My mum had died when I was a baby, so my two sisters and I were raised by our grandparents in the middle of nowhere in Wales. Sure, we bickered sometimes — I went nuts when I caught my younger sister smoking weed with her friends — but we pulled together and made a functional little family. I genuinely believed that the worst thing that could happen to me would be getting a bad grade or missing a netball match. Looking back, I wish I could shake myself. I walked home and stood outside my house, unable to bring myself to put my keys in the lock. Before I could talk myself out of it, I turned around and headed to the train station. It was Sunday night, but the next train was due at 7pm.
He was on the bigger side, so he just kind of went at full force and I bled like a fucking waterfall. I felt bad about his sheets and carpets after. The end. I was 13 and my fiancee boyfriend at the time and I walked about 4 miles in the middle of the summer to buy condoms from the gas station. Then we snuck off to the woods behind his house to have sex. For some reason, three or four neighborhood dogs decided to steal my panties from under my back then return them to his front porch three weeks later with a giant hole in the ass. Oh, also since it was summer at dusk and my fiancee is a profuse sweater, for a little while there, he was on top of me dripping sweat so bad that I thought it was raining. He ended up with about forty mosquito bites and had to take a bath in Epsom salt.