It was stolen, I can't take it back. My mom won't help me, and my father won't help me. I feel so dirty, I feel so embarressed. I can't help but envision it when I close my eyes in the shower, his warm hands, his sweet smile. He was twice my age, so much bigger, he had the strength of a 16 year old. It wasn't his fault he was a kid too, he has a future too. It was my fault, I don't know why it's mine everyone I've told said it is. Maybe I had the wrong look in my eyes, maybe it was just his teenage hormones and I did something wrong. Still I have to get it back, whatever it takes I want, no NEED it back. He stole it, my big brother stole it away from me, I have to get it back from him, I have to get my innocence back, for little child me.