It eats away at me, nobody in real life except my therapist knowing. It hurts. It makes me feel sick and nauseas. It was happy, joyful- we trusted eachother. We vented, and played together. Sometimes we were alone, sometimes we were in public. We were glued together. We were happy together. so what if you were 21? we were best friends. Age doesn't matter. Does it? My mom asked me why you were in my friend group of 10-14 yr olds. I shrugged and went about my day. It's now October. I joined my close friend on Roblox. I was excited to see her. But, this wasn't just a normal conversation. This one would change me. I got news- the person I had been friends with was a pedophile