I just started smoking at the time, so I was outside having a cigarette with some of the other girls.

And he came out and walked around the back of the building, and I didn't think anything of it.

I was like, okay.

There he is.

And my friend leaned into me and she was like, he wants you to follow him.

He's leading you. He wants you to follow him.

And I was like, oh, okay.

So I went around the back of the building.

And he was indeed waiting for me.

And that was when he, with no warning, grabbed my hand, put it on his groin so that I could feel.

And said, this is what you do to me.

And kissed me.

And he could be very forceful.

There was one day where I went home.

And he just left the school and went home because I was feeling sick.

And I just went home because I couldn't cope with it anymore.

I started drinking a lot.

There were days, there were weeks where I was drunk more than I was sober.

And it felt so oppressive and terrifying that one day I just went home.

And about half an hour after I'd gone home, his camper van pulled up outside my house.

And he knocked on the door.

I let him in.

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