Journal Entry 13

Journal Entry 13: October 16th

I don't know what to do about Mark. Today, things went too far today. I guess it's my fault because I finally decided to take his suggestion and wear a sundress to school. I had picked out a cute one, although it was a bit of a tight fit. As class began, I couldn't help but notice Mark smiling at me. He decided to stay after class and I knew I was in trouble.

He started off innocently enough, we chatted about the reading assignment. But then, things took a turn. He started complimenting me again, but this time it was more aggressive. He said that my dress showed off my curves and that I looked amazing. I tried to brush it off and steer the conversation back to the reading, but he kept pushing.

Before I knew it, he was telling me that he couldn't stop thinking about me, and that he wanted me to think about him too. It was like he was trying to hypnotize me or something, and I felt myself getting lost in his words.

He leaned in closer and whispered, "You're so beautiful, Miss. You deserve to be treated like a queen." I felt his breath on my neck, and I couldn't help but shiver. I tried to pull away, but he was holding me tightly, and I felt like I couldn't move.

Slowly, he moved his hand, brushing a piece of hair off my face. His hand lingered on my cheek. His touch was electric, and I could feel myself getting lost in his eyes. He kept saying things that made me feel good, telling me how beautiful I was and how much he admired me.

Before I knew it, he had kissed me. It was nothing like the quick peck he had given me before. This was a full-on, passionate kiss that left me breathless. I don't know how long we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, but it felt like an eternity.

When he finally pulled away, he whispered in my ear, "You're mine now." It was like a switch had flipped, and I knew that I was in deep trouble. I didn't know how to respond, so I just stood there in a daze, watching as he walked out of the classroom with a smug smile on his face.

Looking back on it now, I know that what Mark did was wrong. But part of me can't help but feel a strange attraction to him. I know that I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. He has some kind of hold over me, and I don't know how to break free.

I don't know what's going to happen next, but I know that I have to be careful. I can't let myself fall any deeper under Mark's spell. But at the same time, I don't know if I can resist his charms. It's like he has some kind of power over me, and I don't know how to fight it.