One time he made me bleed after he had done what he had to do. It was summer, I remember being so hot and he was so hot and smelt and i wanted to stay under the bed covers even though it was hot because I didn’t want anyone to see. There was blood on the sheet from where I sat when he had gone. Thinking how to get rid of it. I shouldn’t have sat there. I picked at a scab on my arm and rubbed my arm over the blood to make it like I had done that from my arm. I knew I would be in trouble for that. I dont think anything ever happened. I don’t remember getting in trouble.