Dean wasn't actually 18. He was only 17 I believe, not entirely sure though. I just remember him saying to me to say nothing about the fact that he's underage and such. The people serving him didn't know that and they didn't even check for ID. They ID'd me and just said "don't worry about it, love. We're only asking to keep to the law. It's not a major issue to us." So... Idk. Not much was done about that tbh.

Yes, my Adoptive Parents kicked me out of the house not long after I turned 16... All because I caught them stealing my personal Journal. Heh. Not a good idea to confront them about it, but that was important to me and I felt I had to ask them if they'd stolen it because I felt that was the onyl thing I could do. I wasn't even harsh in teh way that I asked them. me being the timid kid I was just said "Have you been taking stuff from my room...?" and that was when it happened. So yeah. I got kicked out just after I turned 16. Fun times. The police did nothing about Shana trying to strangle me or anything like that which got to me then and still does now, but what can I do? Seems like there's nothign that anyone can do about any of my past abuse now. It seems too late.

I reported the raoe the next day. Although Security and Connor wanted me to report it on the night it happened, but I was pretty "gone" because of the drug and such. I was in a pretty bad state what with crying and such. It wasn't tried in a court, even though he did it to someone else not long after and yes, there was evidence... But the fact that I remembered what his room looked like, went against me... How??!! I KNEW what his room looked like because I'd been in there so many times before, as a "friend" and just to go see him and help him cook etc etc. Funnily enough, it was the staff at the Foyer I live in that told me he was a great guy and that he needed some help with cooking and wouldn't bite. LOL. I think otherwise now! fft. I'll never trust professionals again, tbh. That's all that I can say on the matter now.

I find it incredibly hard to go out alone, especially when it's dark. I have to go out with other people most of the time or I'm left feeling horribly anxious. Ick. Don't want to be like that for the rest of my life. I got told off the other day for being with people in town shopping, when I was "supposed to be ill" well HELLO!!! I do kinda need to go shooping, you know! Damned people. And this was by a so called friend. Pfft. Not anymore. It just annoys me that people seem to be keeping tabs on me, asking their friends to keep an ee out for me tell them when they see me out. GRRRR!! Hate, hate, hate that!

Anyways. Yeah. I've had my time of s**t and somehow put up with it and dealt with it in ways that others view as stupid, but all I can say about that is... "If only those people knew!!"