Need to talk. Really

Friday, February 14th: i went to school, in a beautiful outfit  I was matching with my boyfriend. (We didn't had our uniform on because it was valentine) the morning as good until one of our teacher tells her story about sexual assault. After she say that  to the class some boy laugh and all the girls including me and some boy we were looking at each other with disgust. Then at our last period at 14h30 one of the boy who laughed about the story of our teacher sexualy assaulted me. In front of my 2 bestfriends. They went froze just like me. I didn't do nothing until the last 10 minutes and i started to talk about it to my boyfriend. I was so scared. we left and i went to call my parents to tell them about this. My boyfriend was furious but in disgust because of what the boy did to me.

Monday, February 17th: Me and my father went to see my principal to tell her what happened last Friday. We talked and she told me to go to the « Carrefour » (it’s a classroom where you can relax and talk with other teacher about your situation). I went to there and I was crying. Then the principal went to see me again and she told me: You can go to class now he isn’t  going to be there. I was really happy to hear that. Then my day went okay.

Tuesday, February 18th: I felt okay when I arrived to school this day. First period, an police officer wanted to see me. He asked me how I’m I today, then he asked me to tell him what happened last Friday. When I finished to tell him the story he told me: that’s an sexually abused. Then he was really sorry that happened to me and he asked me if I wanted to report it. I said immediately yes. After diner, that’s when I knew a lot of teacher knew the story. Especially my English teacher. She was very sad to know what happened to me. Everyone hates her but I really think she’s a good teacher. 

Wednesday, February 19th: I wanted to die. I didn’t feel well and I’m still not. I was feeling nothing. Then my anxiety became to attack I started to scratch my arms until I bleed when I heard his name. But nothing really happened. 

Thursday, February 20th: The day I wanted to die but like really. First I enter the school. I see him. Him in another group. Where my friends are. I started to have anxiety. I wanted to cry. At the first period, the other victim who is in my class got called to see the principal. After she returned, she was feeling sick. Like she just heated something very disgusting. I asked her what happened (she’s just in front of me) she told me: they wanted me to sign a contract that say to not bully him or insulted him or fighting him, and that he was in the other group. I felt my heart dropped.at the third period, my boyfriend got called too for the same things. He didn’t sign it. Then I got called. I started to getting angry at the person. It old them: didn’t y’all understand is a rapist! He will always gonna be one and you take him to another group are y’all seriously? But if I say to you that you’re a bitch I’m going to get to another school? I hope that y’all are ready about what it’s going to happened I’ m going to report y’all to the news and y’all are going to have a bad reputation. I started to called them a lot of slur then I left crying. After that class my teacher wanted to talk to me about what happened. That’s when I started to cry in front of her. She felt sad really. I couldn’t stop crying to her. I told her that I wanted to die and I told her that I didn’t wanted to go to school anymore. We talked and when I left she started to write a big paragraph to the principal and to the other teacher. I was so happy that a lot of teacher support me!!

That’s all guys for today. Friday, I’m going to tell you about this week. I tried my best. Nul I don’t feel really good these days. My mental is now really fuck up. Thanks to understand me. See you next Friday!🤍 -Koko