YOU CAN BRUSH MY HAIR, UNDRESS ME EVERYWHERE!!!

I was eight. Only eight. I wasn't ten like I thought. I was only eight years old. She touched me. She touched me in ways that I can't describe. I felt awful. I felt like scum. She groped me, got on top of me, made me grind, got me to touch her. It was sick. I hate her. She knew what she was doing. She knew the whole time. I hope she dies. I hope her father rapes and kills her. She hurt me. She has hurt me so so badly. I can't feel a thing. I can't ever be normal again. If you find this, tell the whole world what Abby Davis has done. Tell the whole fucking world what that rapist whore did to me.

It was only a game, Kenji. You should have had more fun.

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