One morning on a school day I woke up because my uncle told me it was time for school. So me his daughter and son, witch are my cousins, got up and got ready for school. After we were all ready we sat on the couch to pray. My uncle told me to sit beside him,so I did. Before his daughter started to pray he made his daughter get a blanket. Of the excuse of it being cold. He put it over me and him , and graves my hand putted under the blanket. I got scared. I didn't want to scream because his kids were there and I didn't want them to think I'm crazy. He got my hand and I tried to let go, but he was holding it to strong. I want to burst out crying! But I was holding it in. I felt like my lunges were going to explode. Out of a sudden my uncle puts my hand inside his shorts. His black soccer shorts. I started to cry, he made me grab his privet spot. I couldn't take my hand out! I was discussed,scared, I didn't know what I was feeling at that moment.
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Non-FictionA real life story . Basically this happened when I was in 3rd grade. I was 8 years old. Know I just think about "Why did that happen to me? Why me? What did I do for this to happen to me?" .....
