I may seem like an average teen - I get good grades, play sports, hang out with my friends, am involved in clubs, spend time with my family, you name it. I may seem strong, but on the inside I’m hiding my weakness and insecurity.
Eight years ago I spent a chilly February day at my aunt’s house while my parents worked. I stayed there with my older cousins a lot; we really enjoyed each other’s company despite the four- and six-year age difference.
That day Sara was online and Toni and I decided to play dress-up. I put on the white silk nightgown I always picked and Toni chose the purple dress. Soon our innocent game of house evolved into a serious portrayal of prisoner and sorcerer. I was the “bad guy” and Toni was the “good guy” whom I locked in the dungeon.
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