When i was about four, i had moved into my new home in san diego. My dad decide to invite some family. Eventually, it got late, it got dark. And everyone was drunk. I remember being outside. My sister was next to me. And my uncle came outside and said “who wants to look at the stars with me?” and i said yes, i wanted to be polite. My sister went back inside, so it was just him and i. Its a blur how we ended up on the side of my house, but i remember him grabbing me and taking me there. When we did get to the side of the house, he held me and kissed me. he put his tongue down my throat, he was all over me. I wanted to get away from him, so i kicked him and i began to squirm around to get out of his grip. I did, and when i did, he fell down. and as i was running, i could hear him say “wait! i wasn’t done yet!”
I ran inside, but stopped because i saw all of my family sitting in the living room. I didn’t know what to say, i was so confused.
To this day, i have not told my family. They would never believe me…
And because of this, i began to self harm in the 5th grade. But i have been clean for 1 month.
this happened when i was 4, i am now 15.