They may have an idea of what sex is but your average 12 year old isn’t having sex, not enough where they go into bathroom with strangers to have random sex. Sure there are 12 year olds who are sexually active but it’s not really the norm. And unfortunately in a lower income school you will seeing more of what you are…

It’s indicates one or a combination of three things:

First, you do not know if she consented or not. Second, it doesn’t fucking matter. She is 12 years old. No 12 year old can consent to sex. That’s the law and that’s practicality.

Seriously??? A twelve year old can’t go off by herself to look at makeup at CVS without her parent’s judgement coming into question? FFS, my mall is populated solely by tweens and teens unaccompanied by adults every weekend!

He undoubtedly didn’t start with this child. I always figure with most rapists, its like an iceberg - we only ever know 10%

May this be his sidewalk for the rest of his life.

Not to mention, if I were 12 and trapped in a bathroom with a stranger, I’d probably just go along with it too since I’d be scared of much worse. Does that mean I would be “technically not that unwilling?” This story is THE WORST. Let’s all repeat this stuff as much as possible, because WORST

I’m reminded of a meme that started on LJ: “Nine is a tricky age”. It was some dicksmack’s response to a story about a little girl being raped. Zie was trying to insist that there might be some question around her ability to consent. Eeesh.

Never mind the fact that if he did this to one child, he has no problem doing this to another kid. Predators usually don’t stop at one child.

Oh she said she was plenty spooked. After a bit, a lot of my fellow operators opened up and told me all the ghost stories they experienced just in that building. It may be the fact that there’s a fuckton of electrical activity and maybe possibly connected to that infrasound frequency that gives us the chills and…

I have one of these! I have three children and with each of them, had very vivid dreams about who they were, what they looked like, etc. And I was right.

I was very close with my aunt, I even lived with her and my cousins when my first marriage ended. She had cervical cancer, and was given 2 months to live. The next week, I found out I was expecting my youngest. She made it until the day before he was born. He was 6 hours old when I got really sick. I had apparently…

Lurlene McDaniels and the book was 6 Months to Live, bless her heart. I think I might still have my copy. As a clumsy child I had a lot of mysterious bruises and after I read that book I thought I was going to die.

this might have been me! only it was a single family house in which the owner had hung himself in the basement! i ran out, threw up in the driveway. we eventually settle on a different house and the agent turns to me as i sign the dotted line, that she had been bursting to tell me!

Ok! (All names changed to protect privacy) When I was 11, my very good friend Jane passed away after an awful several year battle with cancer. Among our group of friends, I was the only one who stuck around (not blaming anyone, we are in 5th grade, ffs) at the last painful bout and I held her hand at hospice hours…

I have a few, but I am rather leary to tell them. But I have one that I’m OK telling. My aunt is a real estate agent, and when she was helping sell our house, this story came up. The reason is came up is because I always asked if anyone died or was buried on the property, and if something happened. Every single one.…

My parents are friends with a couple named Alex and Mary and a lot of creepy things happened at their house.

My four friends and I were wandering the pathways down by the river in our city when we came to what is normally a fairly busy bridge for both pedestrians and traffic. On this evening however it was quiet.

In case anyone like me is scouring the stories and is scared shitless, here’s a little non-scary palate cleanser:

One summer when I was in college, I went on a camping trip with the girl I was dating and some other couple-friends at Lake Umbagog State Park up on the New Hampshire/Maine border. We were driving separately from the other campers, because I had worked that morning, and we were supposed to meet up with everyone that…