My name is Nala I was born on March 4 on a Monday and no I'm not giving y'all my actual birth year. As a little girl I grew up going to church every Saturday until I had stopped going because of what had took place with me one weekend you know when your little you don't really know what's going on you just go with the flow until you grow up to mature and realize that you have been "Rape".
Well pretty much I could remember going up the stairs to the church balcony by myself to see him fix up the music equipment and I sat in one of the chairs until he told me to "Come Here" mind you I think I was like four or five years old because this happened years ago and I do mean years. I got up from the chair I was sitting on to see him grab another chair and sit down in the center of the balcony he tapped his lap and told me to "Sit Right Here" and so I did what he told me and I sat on his lap and what I mean by that is the front way facing the balcony overlook to pretty much see over the church and the people below.
Suddenly he opened my legs and yes I had a skirt on with a nice pink shirt he then whispered in my ear and asked me
"Can I Play With It?" I didn't know what he meant by that but I just let him as he was doing that he put his finger inside of my panties and started messing with me down there. In the mist of it he got called by one of the ushers from downstairs he quickly stopped and took me off of his lap and heading down the stairs so I was still up on the balcony looking over the church until I went downstairs and went to the bathroom laughing I don't know why but all I know when your little you don't know what really have took place with you when you grow up and you realize what really happened to you.
So after I left the bathroom and went back into the church to see him waving at me to tell me to come here I went the next thing I knew he closed the door behind us shut and made me grabbed his friend and told me to "Suck It" I didn't but he kept encouraging me to do it but I never did because I really didn't get what he was saying but when I didn't do that he picked me up and lifted up my skirt and doing me with my panties on and he forcibly kissed me I was trying to get down but I couldn't I just had to let him have me because he was so strong. To be honest after that happened I never went back to church and I never told no one until one day I told my brother first then a couple of months after telling him I finally told my grandmother I never told my mom or dad anything until I got older.
But now looking back on what had happened with me and what took place between me and this man at the time when I was young it was not a good feeling at all. I was happy when I started to mature and grow up into a young adult I could actually tell my family but it's more to it on how I told them the truth it took a long time for me to tell my mom and especially my dad what happened.
Once I grew up I was in high school at the time and something had happened and all I could remember was that I was in the back of a police car. I went to this place for a couple of days and my mom and dad came to visit me I already told my mom already because my grandma told her so she already knew about it but my dad didn't know he was like "Why didn't you tell me?" I just shrugged my shoulders and said "I don't know" so we basically talked about it and how I was doing in the place and no I'm not naming it. After being there for a couple of days it was time for me to go home I was so happy and relieved to go home after being in that place for three whole days but at least I met some new friends in there.
