I was raped when i was 8 years old. and didnt stop until i was 14 years old. i didnt know what to to or who go and tell so finally i went to my mom and told her she called the cops and they came to my house
and asked my uncle some question of course he lied about it but i knew the trueth and what he did they did a rapid test of course they told my parents we was raped. it is awful to go through this i thought i was alone but i wasnt i had god be there and i had my family. it was really sad to go through this i wish i could just forget about what happened to me but icant i have night mares about it. and then has i thoguth he couldnt happen again i was wrong both of my dad brother raped me
it made me sick and i felt gult and i blame me for it is it my fault and everyone said no it is not your fault and now tha ti am married and iam 26 year sold now it still makes me cry and make me still feel like is my fault is it my fault i dont want this to happen to any other kids so please take this serious i am so sad and i dont know what to do to make me happy again iam happy that i have my hubby but i still can see my uncles raping me every day and night is is sad i hope one day i can get over this