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Originally posted by Yndda
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Ok ok. So I was 11 years old. 5th grade, in 2001. My friend was the only one with his own PC and Internet so he downloaded ****, burned the stuff on CD's and sold It to us.
He gave me one and I RAN home to check It out. I still remember everything and I actually still have the movie at home. Literally life changing.
So a few days later I told another guy from my class to come over and showed It to him.
I ended up doing to him what the guy did to the girl in the movie.
After I
came we were laying there naked. Ashamed. Confused - when my Mom came back from shopping and she was mad about something and screamed my name on her way to the kitchen to put her shopping bags on the counter. She literally STOMPED on her way to my room and somehow we made It in time and were fully clothed when she opened the door.
I think a little piece of me died on this day.
We never talked again. Ever.
If you're reading this Michael. I'm sorry for doing this to you.
smiley. I just had the feeling to drop her some lines. No drama, I just wish someone would have said something like this back when I was 16.
the poor server can never catch a break, can it?