t/w child sexual abuse
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{from the autobiography of Angelita Rosewood}
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Right around the time I turned twelve, is when the Eddie Sollet situation was going down. We were right at the cusp of it. Diego was constantly talking to Geajule about it. I overheard a multitude of conversations.
I remember, while I was listening to one conversation, I decided that I should tell mom about what Anthony was doing to me. I knew it was called sexual abuse. I knew I was experiencing sexual abuse. So, I decided to tell her.
I watched as she left Elena's room and trailed down the hall towards the kitchen to begin cooking that evening's dinner. I went into the kitchen and tugged on her shirt as though I were two, not twelve.
She looked at me. "Hm? What is it, Angelita?" She asked me. I then changed my mind about telling her and just opted to hug her. She gently hugged me back.
"Is something the matter?"
I shook my head.
"You just wanted a hug?"
I nodded.
I don't know why I didn't tell her then. Most likely cause I was scared of what Anthony would do to me. Or maybe I didn't want to call attention to myself or my family. I don't know.
