The beginning

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Hi my name is An, of course, this isn't my real name and a fake name in this I will be sharing with you what happened in my childhood I will not be sharing real names to avoid anyone that knows me from realising who else in this story really is.

When I was in primary school around 10- 12 I was sexually assaulted as a child. It happened during my holy communion which should have been any other day, in some way you can say that I got off lucky that it didn't go further but no person is lucky to be sexually assaulted.

The normal ceremony happened and I was excited to get the day other with and to hand out with my family members around my age, of course since this is my day I have to greet all the guest that come. The way we greet each other is how most French people greet each other I am not French by the way but this is just the way I've been taught to greet family members and close friends.

I'm near the entrance and the hallway full of family member is next door, slowly more and more people are entering the building, then he arrives, I greet him and he tells me sternly to do it properly of course as a kid I do it because I'm afraid of getting in trouble, each time I do it I'm told off again being told to "do it properly" slowly it moves from cheek to cheek to me kissing his cheek to pecking him on the lips, while this is happening it feels like time is slowing down I'm slowly noticing that there are no more people near the entrance and his hands are on my shoulders gripping them, then finally I do it one last time and he sticks his tongue in my mouth.

How many seconds? minutes went by as it happened 1? 2 5? or was it just my state of shock confusing me. I don't know if I pushed him away or he let me go after getting what he wanted but I immediately to my parents and told them I remember rubbing my mouth roughly I knew what he did was wrong but I didn't know why they told me okay and they told me they would go speak to him.

I don't know what they told him they never told me but I assume they told him to leave him and that was it.

After that happen the event didn't really stick in my mind since my parents didn't really make a big deal of it, but after that day he started to show up to our house which he never used to do before, uncomfortable was an understatement I didn't want to be in my own home I didn't understand why my parents couldn't see how uncomfortable I was I felt that he was mocking me every time he greeted me.

He used to live at my granny's house my parents had split shortly after because of my dad being an alcoholic meaning that he had moved back to my granny's house meaning that whenever I stayed with him he would be upstairs, some would ask why didn't you just not go if you were scared, one I know it sounds stupid but I am a massive daddy girl me and my dad are basically the same people, because we are alike from looks to personality and 2 I basically saw him once a month so the time I got to spend with him drunk or sober I appreciated I craved because I missed him. Some night's when my dad would be fast asleep and I would be awake next to him staring at the door afraid that he would come into the room.

Fast forward to secondary school a year or two later I'm hanging out with a classmate who is also a close family friend I don't remember what we were doing or what we were talking about but she mentioned that when she was taking care of her nephews with her mum that he kissed her in the corner of the room which I don't want to say is true or not since her memories may have altered the situation to protect her since I don't understand how he can do it in the same room as her mum, but of course how can he do it in the entrance with a party full of people in the other room with the doors open but because of what happen it leads to a lot of things to happen between both me and her as we grew older.

I don't know why she told me i don't know if my parents gossiped about what happened or if she trusted me because we both know him I didn't ask her questions or tell her to go into details after she told me we never mentioned it again

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Hello An here sorry this was kind of long this is the best I could put my thoughts together and the shorted I could make it while trying to put as many details and events as properly but of course, this is not all that has happened in my life and more will be added.


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