She told me that she needed to do things to make certain that people would not be able to hurt me."At first, she spoke to me, but all too soon, she si...ply took over and I no longer remembered when she was in control. Part of me knew that I did not remember things like other people. That sometimes I would be lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and then, in the blink of an eye, I would be shoveling manure. The more I sensed my difference, the more I isolated myself. The more anger I kept inside. Yup, she said with a small sigh, her gaze peaking from beneath her black lashes. Ariannas legs began to swing back and forth, her slim calves softly brushing against Mr. Greens black pants. Whats your first name? she asked curiously, her pink lips wrapping into a smile. John. In the next second, Arianna rested her legs on Johns thigh, leaning back on the palms of her hands. What do you think about that John? Green looked down at the smooth skin laid in his lap, her slip on wedges hanging on her. Sunday dinner went passed,were Dad told me he did,nt want me using the Woods as a short cut to school and back through the Autumn and Winter months,he said,"He had seen someone around in The Wood,let the dogs loose in there,they were barking but whoever it was must have got out,roadside of the wood,your Mom or I will take you and pick you up to and from school".Come the middle of the week,Wednesday,I was back to Wanking and feeling myself in the shower and in my bedroom,in the school showers. One morning I was asked to help sort through some books in the warehouse. I naively assumed one or two boxes, but no, there was over twenty! To make matters worse I was working with dirty John. This was a name given to him by the other volunteers as we saw porno mags in his open backpack nicely displayed for all to see, and at times his personal hygiene was questionable. I walked over to the warehouse wondering what purpose i had in life. I was nineteen, jobless and had found out that although.