  Somebody I know was raped at this party. She was really, really drunk and a 24-year-old guy took her into a bathroom and made her go down on him. Then he raped her and gave her a bunch of bruises and bite marks on her tits. I think that is so gross.
I don't understand why people have to make sex so difficult. I'm sure the guy could have found a much hornier and more willing girl to have sex with instead of a 14-year-old. They didn't even use a condom. My parents are like, this huge joke everyone is in on but no one talks about. Whenever we’re in a big group with guests, their snide remarks towards each other are covered up with extra-loud laughs and some awkward silences. It makes me wonder why they’re still together. Maybe its because of us kids. I mean im not stupid I know they got married because she was pregnant.
Why else would two people so unlike get married? You don’t have to actually like a person to have sex, and that’s why there are so many unhappy marriages. Our parents were children of the seventies, when condoms were about as nonexistent as a sober teenager at a Grateful Dead concert. I feel bad for girls I know who get pregnant. I can imagine what it feels like, hiding something so big and so scary.
I can picture myself doing that. Not, you know, getting pregnant, just hiding something. equally big and scary just not quite so visable on the outside. Even so my mom saw them. The scars on my thighs remind me of measuring tape. Each cut and space between a measure of how long I could go without doing it again, marking time in a sickening way. 
