It was 4a.m. sunday morning, when I began to feel tickles in my private parts, i woke up turned around and saw my uncle there laying down under my bed… i asked what was wrong, he said nothing.. He just stood there looking at me not saying a word, i got scared and asked him again what was wrong, he said “ I’m sorry i was looking for something.” and all i said was “ohh alright” i turned around and tried sleeping again but i couldn’t i felt someone staring at me so i turned again and he was still standing there staring at me… i looked at him and said “ what’s wrong!?” he leaned towards me and said “ I don’t want to hurt you, but would you let me touch your breasts?” i was in shock and said “No” he tried touching me but i wouldn’t let him… until i stopped moving... i stood paralyzed… i  couldn’t scream, cry, talk, nothing! I was scared! As soon as he noticed i stopped resisting myself he asked if i was ok...i said nothing… he got scared got up, apologized and walked away. I remember his eyes...they were red as blood... I couldn’t believe this had happened… he was like a second dad… he was always there for me, he never disrespected me in anyway this has been the first time. My mom came home the next day noticed i wasn’t the same, she knew something was wrong but didn’t know what it was. She asked me multiple times and all those times i said “ nothing.” How could i tell her.. She wasn’t going to believe me… she was going to believe him.

Four months passed and my grandpa stayed over. It was monday, 9am. He hugged me and told me he loved me. I said it back. He asked if i could skip school and stay with him instead. I said “no, i can’t miss school i have to show up.” he hugged me again really tight and told me “ it’s fine maybe next time” and grabbed my breasts… i quickly said “ No!” and he laughed and said “ what you mean no? I would grab them all the time you were little” and walked away laughing. I got extremely mad and said no word… i ran to my parents room and slammed the door… he knocked i didn’t open up… my aunt came over and took him to her house.. She did not know what had happened… i couldn’t say.. How could i? If that’s her dad...it would destroy the whole family… days passed he tried talking to me as if nothing happened… i couldn’t talk to him he touched me! I lost total respect towards him… till this day i haven’t said a word… i’m scared… i know my parents wouldn’t believe me...i have kept it to myself… and it hurts its killing me because they haven’t been the only ones that have done this to me….