Stories by Andrew Foote

Loneliness

[A story in 35 chapters]

Loneliness - Moving On

[A story in 27 chapters]

Where Do I Fit In?

[A story in 36 chapters]

Fitting In

[A story in 12 chapters, and the second and final part of Where do I Fit In]

What The Hell?

[A story in 9 chapters]

Boy on the Towpath

[A story in 30 chapters]

No Borderlines

[A story in 30 chapters]

Short Stories

Another Life

[A story in 22 chapters]

Thilo

[A story in 36 chapters]

Now I Didn't See That Coming

[A story in 2 chapters - or is it?]

On a Darker Note

From Andrew

During the arduous task of clearing my attic of years of accumulated junk, I came across these lurking between the pages of one of my old school exercise books.

Between the ages of ten and fourteen, I had been the victim of the most extremely serious and brutal sexual abuse imaginable at the hands of one of my teachers at a prestigious Grammar school in Berkshire where I was a pupil.

What I uncovered can't be described as stories in the accepted sense, but rather a dark reflection of my mental state during that period. Given they were written in my handwriting; the same hand as the exercise book, I have to assume that I wrote these when I was about thirteen, perhaps thirteen and a half, three years on from the beginning of my torment, and around six months before that teacher lost interest in me, most likely due to the onset of puberty. (I was a late bloomer).

IOMfAtS has graciously agreed to publish these pieces on my behalf, if for no other reason but that they might serve as a salutary reminder to those who find children sexually attractive, the catastrophic amount of damage that they might do should they act upon their desires.

Physical injuries heal given time. But take it from one who knows only too well, mental scars live on for the rest of that young person's life.

Andrew Foote

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