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Hello, everybody. My name's Lisa. I fell into a coma and when I woke up a year and nine months later, I got the news that turned my life upside down.
My father left my mom when I was very young and she tried to compensate by buying me stuff and letting me do anything I wanted. I’ll admit, I got a bit spoiled. So, when I approached sixteen and she started setting boundaries, I was furious. I started sneaking out and bringing my boyfriend over to my house when she was sleeping.
My boyfriend, Billy, was a senior in my high school. Real dreamboat: tall, long blond hair, penetrating eyes. All the girls wanted him, even my best friend Jeana wanted him, but he was mine. But Jeana’s eighteenth birthday was coming up. She was living in a big mansion next to the woods and I knew everybody will be there, even Billy. They’ll get wild and the girls would be all over him. I couldn’t let that happen.
But on the day of the party, my mom took the evening off. She wanted to spend time with me, but the party was about to begin. I asked her nicely if she’d let me go, but she started reminiscing about when I was a child and wanted to play with her all the time. I replied, “I am not a small girl anymore and I won’t get pregnant at sixteen like you did.” My mom slapped me and said, “Go to your room”. I was furious so I shouted “No wonder my father left you” as I slammed the door.
It was already dark and raining outside but I had to get there dead or alive. I climbed out of the window and ran to Jeana’s place. Just as I expected, Billy was drunk and Jeana was already all over him. I started lecturing him but Billy got offensive. He said that I don’t own him and I’m nothing but an underage girl pretending to be what she’s not – a woman. I ran outside into the backyard. I felt betrayed. Billy came looking like a puppy with his beautiful eyes. He said he’s sorry and offered to go for a walk. As we were walking, Billy said he has “adult needs” that I cannot satisfy. “I am not a girl anymore.” I thought to myself as I kissed Billy on the lips and started to take off his leather jacket. If only I knew back then what a horrible mistake I was making.
A week later, Billy dumped me. He said: “You’re way too young for me”. I was heartbroken, but I had to get over it quickly. As I was crying in the bathroom, I found a black mole on my inner thigh next to my private parts. At first it was a small dot. But then it grew very fast and I became concerned.
I went to the clinic, scared. I was sitting in the waiting room, watching everything around me when I saw this elderly doctor. He came near the reception and started flirting with the much younger receptionist. The woman wasn’t excited about talking to him. Then he turned to me. Smiled, winked and walked away. A chill passed down my back. He looked creepy. Back then, I didn’t know what a big part he was gonna play in my life. Finally, my doctor waved at me to come in.
I told him about the black mole that disappeared. “Where was the mole?” I pointed to my groin. He asked me if I went into a forest lately? “Yes,” I replied. He said that it could have been a tick bite. But it’s better if I see a specialist. He then wrote down a name. All I could think of was the other elderly man checking my groin. I don’t think so. So I tossed the paper. I didn’t want to go back to the clinic and told mom that it’s all fine. But then the fever started and occasional headaches. For a few weeks, I felt exhausted and tired. One day, I needed to excuse myself in class because I threw up. I felt so ashamed I didn’t go to school for the next few days. Jeana started spreading rumors that I got pregnant, but I tried not to worry. I kept telling myself: “It’s just the flu.”
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