I can't get over it. My friends were victims too. That is what makes me feel the most guilty. My father, being an officer of the court.. nothing we could say... I am the worst friend they could have ever had. I knew what he did to me and I didn't stop it. I am a coward. He did it to my friends ...guess what he is still free living the life most of us dream of. I owe my friends peace. My father is living the high life while my friends and I are living in a life of shame in which we shouldn't. I want to help my friends I owe that to my friends. I went through it and by being my friend and spending the night they had to also.
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