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 m...