I Write Dark Stories

When i was 20 years old, i worked with a friend at our local church and watched her kids from time to time. She was a nurse, and i always enjoyed helping her with things she needed. Well theres a woman that she takes care of who needed a guy friend, as she said, and that the lady is 41 and wont hit on me. I agreed to help and worked her shift that night. The woman i was watching acted like we were married the instant i walked in the door. So much for virginity. In a way i still feel a scar but also enjoyment. I know i shouldnt have enjoyed anything. I never told the nurse what happened. That day i never showed my face again and weeks later ended up in a group home after going mentally insane.