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A Thing Called "Family"

It started when I was about 3 years old...* yes I have memories from that early in my life* ..... I remembered how he would watch me coming out the bath and change my clothes. When I was about 5 *around the time my brother was born* he started making moves onto me, holding me down, holding down my hands trying to kiss me and rub his dirty body onto me. I felt helpless and dumb ..... he would often threaten to kill my brother if I even thought about telling any adult ...... it was at that age I knew the boggy man was real ..... I knew the devil wasn’t the red man with horns and snake tounge..... it was the cousin that wanted to explore my anatomy because he was a coward and I was an easy target.

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