MelissaJNH

Though I did not know you, and you did not know me, you extended your hand to me. I was the new girl, in the third grade, smack in the middle of numerous established relationships and in a brand new state and city where I could hardly tell left from right. All I knew was that every little thing that could set me off did. Crying as soon as my foot stepped onto the school property was a daily occurrence, no exaggeration. They say that heartbreak hurts but to actually feel the pain in my chest and the breath taken from me was something I did not expect or ever get used to. I remember crying hysterically one day because I could not solve a sim

Things about me! : 1. My favorite color is green. 2. I have a scar on my right knee from tripping and cutting it on a metal threshold. 3. I have a scar on my left wrist that looks like a mushroom cloud. 4. I have 2 small scars under my nose. 5. I have a lot of scars now that I think about it. 6. I fed a cow one time! 7. I lived in the apartment I was born in for 9 years.

So basically I've never written anything like this before for the likes of just anyone to see. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Melissa. I'm 16 years old. I have two sisters. I am the youngest. My mom raised me; my dad not so much. A few hours ago, I was sexually harassed. It sucked. The person who did it keeps calling me on different numbers. It was difficult telling my sister and mom what happened. The situation was embarrassing. I haven't told my other sister yet. Whenever I heard of something like this happening to someone else I always thought, "They should speak up. Many people have gone through it and there's support for