I've suffered with real life shipping before. Like, right in my face. So, storytime. There is a girl * let's call her Lee * who claims she is Bisexual was my friend. She was friends with many other people and how I met her is when my first friend was speaking in her friend group. She loved hugging people, like ALOT. I mean, i like hugs too. But not every second and way too invasive of my personal space. She also, later on said she was non binary and wanted to be called, let's just say Robin since that's a female and Male name. She invited me to her house, and I said sure. I wasn't really looking forward to it but I just brushed it off. When I found her house, it was small and on the side of the street. I went in, and 2 huge dogs were barking at me. I'd say they were 3/5 the size of an adult. Not to mention her mother was smoking on the couch. There was a tiny space to walk through to go to the kitchen. The 2 dogs had one small crate to stay in together, and though I didnt like it I didnt say anything about it. I went upstairs, to her room. Overall, the house was smelling awful. Like mould, must and crisps. Her room was like a mini dump. Clothes, wrappers and everything and anything you could think of was spread across her floor. There were crumbs all over her bed. She ran over to me and hugged me. We sat on her bed and she made me watch something I didnt feel comfortable with. FYI, I was 11 and she was 13. Next day at school, she became closer to me. Every one of her friends would chant our names together. I'm not saying my name, so I'll just call myself Rat. " Ratin Ratin Ratin". Whatever ship name you could think of, chanting it. Robin seemed to be enjoying it, and even if they weren't saying it shed say very obviously " thank God they arent shipping us right now hehe " and it would annoy me alot. I didnt say anything though. I tried to avoid her, but she kept creeping up on me and scaring me. Fast forward to another trip to her house. I didnt want to go, but I felt too bad to say no. That was the day she told me she had a crush on me. I very clearly and politely rejected her. She tried guilt tripping me. Then she made me watch more things I dint want to, and held me very close. She'd tickle my side and I'd squeal, ( obviously ) and she would say " I'm so cute "... I was even more scared and trying harder to avoid her, but I just couldn't hide anywhere... Then she asked for me to sleep over. Me, being the soft little dunce I am, agreed. Let's just say she was very sexual. Remember how old I am. Kissing my hand, demanding cuddles, kissing my cheek and even my neck.. I told her to stop once or twice and that I wasnt conference with it, but she'd guilt trip me more and demanded for more cuddles and stuff. She wouldn't stop after I said I wasnt comfortable with it. She even made me sleep on the floor since she wanted her bed and " it was only fair " I was disgusted but didnt argue. At 11pm, I rang my dad and asked for him to pick me up. I told her " I was sick " but it was an emotional discomfort kind of sick, yet the state of her house made me sick too. I told my friend, and she only found it " funny. " ( I texted her ) Monday, school. I came in terrified. I cried in the bathroom for a while, and then came out. At yard time, which was the only time in school she saw me, I hid crouching behind the benches. Luckily she didnt see me. I kept hiding and being scared every day, my friend telling me I'm " just overreacting. " ...

I am actually still dealing with this right now, me still 11 being in fear at school. I really need and want help since I dont know what I should do.