Its like I'd waited all my life to have my feelings validated or freed from inside me... Marian had made it feel okay inside me, she'd put it all into...perspective by being so open."Okay Sweetheart, now we can get started on making you look like a real girl... I love playing with clothes... It's a pity boys can't be more like girls too sometimes... hey, I'm dying to see this white dress on you... it would have cost a fortune to buy new... I love recycle stores... oh, you'll need a slip with. I am as usual. Miss you a lot--oh now you miss me? But when I am around you, you do not even touch me--mm…but I wanna saw you always.So you are coming back tomorrow, right?--yup…so, anything special?--no, not really--peace, Omar. Bye--bye-I dropped the call. Now I had really started to hate this man. He enjoys looking at me but does not enjoy sleeping with me? What kinda man is he?By 2pm, imad called me.-hameeda…get ready for the walk, my darling-But I was in no mood for walk then. I was horny.. Paulnoticed his female name along with his friends were postedin the cafeteria bulletin board. They soon sat down at thecheerleader tables with the 2nd and 3rd years."Welcome girls." Teddie said with a smile. "Let me properlyintroduce you three to your teammates. I'd like you to meetTerra, Betty and Susan." Nice to meet you," said Terra."Say, Jennifer." Susan asked. "Aren't you one of the housemothers? Shouldn't you be sitting with your friends attheir table?" Since I made the cheer squad I'm. It was early July. I was fourteen, and I wasstarting to think about killing myself. No one in the world cared aboutme, or understood me. Not my mother, my father, my sister. Certainly notany of my tormentors at school. Then, one day, I was walking to thestore, and everything changed.I came to the same run-down house I mentioned earlier. There was a U-Haul truck parked out front, which was a pretty common sight. Like Isaid, someone was always coming or going from there. I stopped to allowa woman.