I tell my father that I love his cooking even though it tastes horrible.
I was asked, by a friend of my brother (who was 11) to have sex on my sixth birthday.
I'm 14, I weigh 270 pounds, and I have the opposite of anorexia.
Everyone loved my hair so much, so I cut it to donate it to kids with cancer.
I can't bring myself to delete the guy who nearly raped me off of Facebook.