I remember I was at my stepdads house for my little sister's father's side of the family and I was watching TV with my stuffed cousins. Two young girls I'm the eldest boy. Time passes and the two girls have left and I'm left alone with the eldest boy.
. . watching TV while the adults are outside cooking he reaches over and puts his arm around me telling me how I'm beautiful and things like that.
Keep in mind that I was nine and he was probably in high school. I was so uncomfortable. But I just sat there and said, "thank.
. . I guess?
! ? " After a few more compliments and some small talk he leans in and he kisses me.
Being nine and shy I just sat there like an idiot. When I went home I didn't tell my mom. I thought that if I told her she would be disgusted and wouldn't love me anymore.
I thought that she would just blame me for not doing anything. So I just kept it to myself. Since I didn't tell my mom right then in there it continued.
The next time I went there I was playing with some young girls and I went inside to go to the bathroom. Well I was washing my hands he steps in and he was like. "oh hey, sorry I didn't know you're in here .
" And I was like, "oh it's okay. " But he didn't leave. He steps closer I put my hands on his chest stopping him and saying, "wait, I don't want to.
" And he told me that it was okay and then I wouldn't get in trouble. And he kisses me and he made me do things I didn't want to do. four years passed and now I'm 13 years old but my mom and stepfather are separated.
I was happy that I wouldn't go over there anymore but I can feel that the guilt is still there. And a few months ago at lunch with my mom I'm telling myself, "tell her, she'll understand. Do it tell her.
" And that's exactly what I did. Surprisingly she was in the same situation I was when she was younger. She hugged me while I cried.
She told me that it was going to be okay and that she loves me no matter what.
