His Touch

My background

So this is my life now. My house has been burned to the ground and I live with one fear. There is nothing left so now we have to go live with my new step-dad and his seven sons. I have only met this guy once but have never seen, or knew he had any sons until my mom told me moments ago. My mom says that I will love their house and what they have instore for the new days to come in this journey that lies ahead. I don't know if I will believe her because of what happened in the past. My background story isn't the best, my fear is not what we call normal. I'm scared to be touched by men. Sometimes even the slightest brush of the skin my body will go into panic mode and I will have a panic attack. My phobia is called Haphephobia. Something happened long ago that made me this way. When I was around the age of nine my uncle was staying with us for a while, because he had just gotten out from a relationship, and lost the house. He would come in my bedroom and read me bedtime stories to help me fall asleep like my mom did before she started working more since someone was able to watch me, before then my mom would make the time to read them to me so I could be able to fall asleep. About a week later he came in just like normal and read me the story, but this time he also started to touch my body and neck with his hands and lips. I never thought anything about it because I was so young and I didn't understand what was going on. A few more nights pass and he stops reading the stories to me all together now he was kissing my body leaving big marks. Another day he said he was taking me to a park for most of the day so my mom could work, but he took me to this big hotel room and you can guess what happened to me next, yes he rapped me. He takes me home just before dinner. The night that follows my mom comes in before she goes to bed just making sure I am asleep but what she sees is him on top of me sucking at my neck. There were tears in my eyes from the pain he was causing. She ripped him off and threw him out. I haven't seen him since. I'm scared to move in with these men because who knows what they want to do to me. I don't even want to leave my friends. This is going to be a big change and I'm not sure if I'm entirely ready.......