What is happening?

My hell

I don't know how to start this, but I'll try. I was such a happy little girl. I do have a dad, he didn't leave but sometimes it feels like he did. My dad wasn't really there for me. I don't really have many memories with him, but he's my dad and I gotta love him.

Let's skip a couple of years. I moved schools in 4th grade. And that is where everything changed... That person that fucked me up so bad. I would get bullied at school, normal right? Let me ask you guys somethings. Are you guys unhappy? Yeah, me too. You guys are not alone. I'm here even if I don't know you, I'm here.

But let me continue. 4th grade I was kind of happy to move because now I would be going to school with my cousins, but also sad because I would be leaving all my friends behind.

Little did I know that would have made my life hell...

This hell has a name... his name is... Ted.. You are my hell... I hate you..!

Ted, you ruined my life.. You ruined me.

Who is he? He is my uncle by marriage.

This is how it all started.

4th grade is when it all started. At first I was confused, I didn't know what was happening. When he started touching me... he didn't care if it was in front of family or not. Why would he? He has a sick mind. Although he was careful of how he would touch me in public. What I mean by that is he would still touch me inappropriately, but made it seem like we were playing.

I wanted to scream out and ask for help. Many of you would say, then why didn't you? But I couldn't. I couldn't scream. He took my voice. He took my self worth.

It kept on going on for 4 years. 

When my siblings wanted to sleepover I went along, because I was not going to let sick pervert do that them.

*I'm going to start another part in my book. Instead of telling you guys everything about Alejandro now I'll add in sections, and pieces of why he is there.*