I'm just glad I stopped before it got too out of hand, because some girls weren't as lucky as me.

Hi. My name is Kyra and I'm 15 years old.  My story starts when I was in the 6th grade. (I'm changing the names of all the kids in this story.) I had just started dating my first boyfriend, Joe.  You see, the only reason Joe liked me was because he saw a video of me singing online and he also thought I was pretty.  And of course me being 11 at the time, having a boyfriend sounded like a dream come true to me.  I was infatuated with the idea of him liking me.  So, when he asked me out I accepted. (Also, Joe was extremely popular and I was not.  So there are plenty of reasons why he was appealing to me.)  We were at a school dance and all of his popular friends were joking around with me.  To them I was like an alien.  I had no idea of their way of life.  The kids kept shouting things like "Hold hands!" Or "Hug!  Hug!" And of course these things were harmless, until someone shouted "Kiss him!" Now this was my first kiss, so I was extremely nervous.  But as for Joe, he had a bit of a reputation that I did not know about at the time.  So, thanks to a little friend called peer pressure, I did.  And little did I know I would regret it more than I could imagine.  People kept shouting at me, so I wound up kissing him multiple times in front of everyone.  And the next morning I woke up to pictures and videos of us kissing on the internet.  Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew what I was known for.  I was 'The Chick That Kissed Joe' or one of the following 'Slut, Whore, Bitch, Hooker' and many more.  Not a day went by during the 6th grade that someone brought up what happened that night.  The only person I confided in was my older sister.  She told me the same thing happened to her in middle school.  I found that many girls have been victimized by something similar.  I'm just glad I stopped before it got too out of hand, because some girls weren't as lucky as me.  But like always, time went on and people started to forget.  But I will never forget the valuable lesson I learned that night.  I wanted to share my story so we can help girls protect themselves.