He was the grossest, ugliest, and one of those trashy clothed guys. He was my step-father and a mean person. He married my mom when I was in the fourth grade ,towards the end, and now I am in the sixth grade. When I got my purple dress in the fifth grade when I was going to promotion and he liked it more than I did.
He told me to try on the dress when my mother was at work. I did and was confused why I was to try on the dress. He grabbed my waist and I freaked out why was he touching me, I was terrified and confused yet again. Then he started undressing me and touching me in different weird places. When he heard the garage door he yelled at me and told me to never tell anyone especially mom. I was scared and just was freaked out. When I told him to stop he just did more. How could my mother like him, he was a crazy person. He told me that this was the way that fathers bonded with their daughters but how could I believe that. My father, before he left us, never did that to me and won't do that to me ever. I was so confused and scared.
