After that night I began to realize this abuse was never going to end.
I spent my days living in fear.
Knowing Julie could strike at any time.
Julie molested and raped me pretty much every chance she got.
I don't know why she chose me as her victim.
I hated her with every fiber of my being.
Mom and dad had no idea what was going on.
Julie hid it well.
Every time she hurt me I begged God to make it stop.
But God didn't listen to me.
I acted out because of all the abuse.
Mom thought there was a demon in me and I spent a lot of time being spanked with a wooden paddle or being sent in time out or my mom would sit and lecture me for hours with words from the bible and messages from our pastor.
I had anxiety, depression, ptsd and cptsd.
But that all went undiagnosed for years.
Nobody understood the hell I was living in.
It was a secret Julie and I shared for many years to come...
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