I was 12

Ajouter une intrigue dans votre langueMy recollections of that night have somewhat faded with time. And while it is my desire to share the truth, the foggy cloud of traumatic repression may have found its way into this story. Wi... Tout lireMy recollections of that night have somewhat faded with time. And while it is my desire to share the truth, the foggy cloud of traumatic repression may have found its way into this story. With that, I'm not going to tell the story the way it happened. I'm going to tell it the way... Tout lireMy recollections of that night have somewhat faded with time. And while it is my desire to share the truth, the foggy cloud of traumatic repression may have found its way into this story. With that, I'm not going to tell the story the way it happened. I'm going to tell it the way I remember it. This is my truth.