SEVEN

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  When I turned 7 my mom tried to lock brother in a closet room to keep him away from me and even slept in the hallway in front of his door but he still found ways to get to me and sneak porn into the house. Bill was 14 Julie was 12. 

  Julie had started developing and she would still make me do things to her when she was on her period. Julie was a disgusting human being.

  Bill would still do things to me and molested me every chance he got. 

  Mom told me if he tried to touch me to yell and scream and the neighbors would hear me. 

  So in April of 1999 I was outside playing on the swing set while my mother had left to get Julie from piano lessons. 

  Bill came outside and he said let's play. 

  I knew what that meant and I didn't like it. 

  He peed in front of me and laughed. 

  He then took me and threw me on the ground and lifted up my dress. I screamed but he covered my mouth.

  I remember feeling the grass on my skin and it burned I was allergic to grass. I started to cry and feel hot all over. I wanted to hit him fight him get him off of me. 

  Before he could do anything we heard car doors slam. 

  Mom was home. 

  Bill ran to the side yard where the dogs played and told me not to tell but I couldn't stop crying. 

  I walked into the house and mom saw me crying. Mom then sighed and hugged me and said that she was sorry. 

  Cops were called and that night Bill was taken away. 

  Mom cried with dad at the bottom of the stairs while I sat at the top of the stairs with Julie.

  "This isn't over," Julie whispered.

  I shuddered. I knew she was right. Julie hadn't been caught. She'd never be caught. 

  All I could do was cry. 

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