I am sixteen years old, seventeen in a month and I have not had the prettiest story to tell. I was molested by my father at a young age and then in a near fatal wreck 1 year and a half ago.
Me and three friends were camping and me and the driver were the only survivors. I was in a coma for months only to wake up and fall for the driver who had to run to get help the night of the wreck.
He broke my heart and was only with me because he felt bad he almost killed me.
Now I am in a happy relationship, happy with life and thankful for everyday.