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October 24, 2019 Notes for next session with Natalie: When I was in the 7th grade, I was touched inappropriately by one of my mother’s employees the night she came to watch me and help make dinner. I never told my mother about it, since she probably wouldn’t have believed me anyway. Her name was Camila Wells, but she told me to call her Auntie Cami because she and my mom were close. That night, my mom went out to get my brothers from practice and left me in the house with Camila to start making dinner. I guess my “aunt” saw this as the perfect opportunity for what she called “female bonding” or a “girls’ night,” depending on the time of day. She took me to my room and kissed me on the shoulder, telling me how well-endowed I was for a 12year-old. She made me touch her and do other things that I can never forget. I didn’t sleep that night. I couldn’t, after what had happened. I didn’t even go back to the kitchen to eat, and when my mom came home, she peeked in to see if I was asleep, closing the door on her way out. Little did she know I was awake the whole time. I was up all night trying to figure out

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2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...

2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...