One day as i was playing with myself my sister walked into my room. I didnt know what to do, i was on the bed naked eyes closed. I dont know how long ...he had been stabding there but when i finished and came on my bed i opened my eyes and she was still there. "You know you can go to hell for doing that." she said to me.I was so scared. "I dont wan tto go to hell, I am so sorry. What can I do?" "Meet me tonight in my room when Mom is asleep and I will help you" LAter that night I went into her. My critter of choice was Logan, apparently.Was it just me or did the smiley in the heart look a lot like Pennywise?I mean – speaking of Pennywise – I should probably be glad I hadn’t drawn Mitch from the hat. Or Brent, for that matter (shudder). But Logan was also a complete stranger in whose uncomfortably close proximity I didn’t really want to spend the night. If I were a lucky person, I would’ve ended up with Kayleigh, or Soo-Lin, or any of the handful of other girls.But no. Logan.He caught. I also checked in with Chuck. I could see that he was now a young man with a plan, a goal. I hope that he could convince his family. I asked him what his plans were.“Well, Mr. Reynolds, I’m going to change my major. I’ll still play football for as long as I can, to keep that scholarship going. But when that fails, I’ll have gotten some real education. Not these basket weaving courses I’ve been taking. I like the cooking part. Particularly what Ms. Suzy has been teaching me. So, I’ll aim that. She was thirty-two years old and had only in the last year come out of her shell. Anne was born Andrew and had spent her early years feeling uncomfortable in herself. She had decided to become herself and was now Anne 24/7. She looked slightly like her namesake Anne Hathaway. I understood her dilemma I was in my late forties and had only been Jessica for the last ten years.Every day Anne arrived on time and worked hard trying her best to complete the paperwork and answering the phones. Each new.