I open my eyes and find myself walking towards a river. When I get there, I slowly take off my clothes while I notice the gazes of the boys on me. Already in a swimsuit, I get into the water. The more I swim, the more relaxed and the calm I feel.
Meanwhile, I'm chatting with my best friend about the guys trying to get closer to me, trying to brush their skin against mine.
-This place is great, - she says -.
- I agree.
- If it weren't for the boys, it would be perfect.
The girl I find myself chatting with has been my best friend since I was three years old. We met at school and quickly liked each other. She's a wonderful girl; she knows how to listen and is understanding.
- I hate men. I can't believe they're trying to touch you so blatantly. - she says with a look of disgust on her face -.71Please respect copyright.PENANAwfLi6u7vui
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I stay silent then. For some reason, when I look around, I no longer find kind smiles and innocent looks. My classmates, the ones who've known since I was three years old, look at me lewdly. Suddenly, I feel very exposed, like unprotected.
I don't like this place anymore. Even surrounded by people I've known for years, I don't feel safe. Even next to my best friend, who has always been there to protect me. I need to get out of here.
I need to run away.
Somebody, get me out of here, please.
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