She would tell me, "We had answered each others prayers." God works in mysterious ways they say. Tragedy often leads to miracles. Life was not easy ho...wever. I had many health problems. Not only physical, but mental as well. As I grew and went to school, there were many episodes of behavioral problems. I was growing at a slower rate and was quite small for my age. This made me an easy target for bullies. A person can take just so much of it before they snap. One day, my anger got the best of me. We had a laugh and the girl I was talking to showed me some of the cards. Quite racy but nothing outrageous (in my book). I asked her which card she had picked? “You must spend the rest of the night with no knickers on!” She giggled. I winked and asked “Are you?” she nodded, “That wouldn’t be a good card for me to pick, I’m commando too.” She just gave me a knowing smile. Tom however heard our conversation, “Hey Sara, have you got no knickers on he asked?” I turned and lifted my skirt up a bit. Go ahead and untie her."..."Please Sam, please John, please, please just leave, just stop. I promise I won't tell. I promise. You got me back, okay? You punished me for all those times I stole your boyfriends, all those times I took those boys who were interested in you. Please, just please stop." Ah, look John, look at the little baby slut crying. Doesn't hot, arrogant Chyler look pathetic?" I think she looks sexy--you know, ridden hard and put away wet." Pig." Hey, I can't help it if. By 3:30, I had cleaned out about half of the attic. I was tired, my back hurt from so many trips downstairs carrying heavy boxes and I had inhaled about as much dust as a man can handle in one day. I decided to look in one more box and then call it a day. As I started to open the box, the side split and the contents spilled out. The box was full of old detective novels. As I was restacking the books that had fallen out of the box, I found a small wooden box that was about the size of one of the.