This went on for years skipping to the age 7 years old he took it further traumatizing me even more. I went to school everyday with a smile to hide the pain. My mother had no idea what was happening to me but my grandma did. I never had to speak a word she knew. On my 8th birthday my period came and it was the most embarrassing thing to happen to me even though I knew it would happen eventually but not this early, not on my birthday in a white dress in front of my family. I felt a sharp pain in my lower stomach and back area when I got up to head to the bathroom. I could hear the room grow quiet at the sight of my dress being soaked. Then one person laughed and that one person laughing turned into the entire room laughing at me. I tried hiding the enormous spot but it just got worse. My grandma came through the crowd helping me up to the bathroom running me a warm bath i started to cry she looked at me and wiped my tears and walked out into the living room where she began to go off on everyone telling them to leave and get the fuck out.
When I got out of the tub I was so embarrassed I didn't want to celebrate my birthday anymore. I went into my room with my head down just knowing I was going to be bullied as soon as I got to school.
