My story never started when I was a baby. My story started when I was about 15 years old. Everyone at the time talked about what teenagers "usually" talk about. But what if I tell you it happened to me. The stuff they talked about happened "to" me. And all I had was silence. I couldn't bear talking about it to anyone,he owned me, he possessed me, in ways I can't even explain. He left me traumatized. Trapped in the mindset I didn't want to have. I'm Kyro and this is my story. It all started in the middle of fall 2023. I was kind of a loner at school no one really talked to me. I was very focused on my studies and such. No one ever came up and talked to me. Not one single person. I was very kind and beautiful. I donated my hair to people who needed it. I raised funds for the homeless. I did my best to help everyone but, no one helped me. I was his target. I was his victim. I was sitting on the stairs in front of my school. I was always very early because I had nothing better to do. That's where he spotted me. That's where he possessed me. He used to tell me how I was pretty but I would take that as a compliment and not say a word but, I knew that it was a red flag. I just didn't listen to that voice that was telling me so. He was a tall blonde. Blue eyes. He was the dream boy. Everyone had a crush on him, he looked so innocent. Since I was kind of a "study freak" boys were not my interests. The first day he walked up to me, I was shocked. Why did he want to talk to me? He called me pretty. I knew I was, but for the first time I felt loved. I didn't talk back though. I thought that he was just flirting with me. So I didn't say a word. He sat down next to me and introduced himself. I already knew his name. That's where things escalated, we were alone in front on the school on the steps, no one was there yet. He then started to talk to me even more. I didn't respond. I opened my bag and started reading a book. I completely ignored him. But that was one of my biggest mistakes. He then took my bag and my book and tossed them. I felt a wave of fear come over me. He then grabbed my arms and told me to come with him. He was squeezing me so tight that i couldn't refuse. We then went behind a bush. Sadness came upon me and i couldn't help but cry. Why did he choose me? Out of all the other girls? I was his victim. I was the apple in his eyes.
