When I was in fourth grade, whenever we had recess, me and my ex-friend (I'll call him O) would fool around near the teachers. We weren't trying to screw around with them, O and I were well-behaved, just in their vicinity and they didn't really mind. Although, one of them, the social studies teacher, kept trying to touch us. Like, pat us on the arm or something like that. It was weird and I felt unnerved but didn't think much of it. A few weeks later, he left the school for another job someplace else and we put him out of our minds.

Turns out he was a pedophile. I still never told my parents but I remember it very clearly and wish my little 10-year-old self had acted differently.

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Serial Kitten (He/They/She)

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I found out when I was in my twenties that I had another sister, dad's daughter who was a few years older than me. She unfortunately died before I got a chance to meet her. I honestly still don't know how to feel about it. It makes sense, my dad has a lot of kids with a few different women, and also certain events from my childhood made much more sense. I'm sad I never got to meet her and that she had died, but then again I didn't know her. It's just a messed up situation

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Bonesko

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