Hi…so…this is the first time I’ve ever said something about this. I’m not even sure if I’m going to post this or not.
So, my story happened when I was around seven years old at a summer camp. I had noticed there was a pretty troubled eleven year old, who would have tantrums and hit other kids.
On this particular day, the entire camp was going to a swimming pool, and being a proud and daring seven year old, I was swimming in the deep end, with all the big kids, including the troubled boy. At the time I was wearing a two piece, you know, the ones with a sort-of tank top and bikini bottom?
Well, most of the kids were playing games with each other and not paying attention to anyone else. It was almost like he planned it out.
I was just practicing treading water when he appeared behind me and casually stuck a hand down my swim-bottom and started feeling around, his fingers finding that area…
I remember squirming away from the boy and instantly getting out of the pool to put my clothes back on.
Now, I am a High Schooler, and haven’t worn a swimsuit since. I feel like crying every time I think about it. Even then I felt so ashamed and embarrassed, but I read some of these stories on here and I just feel even more ashamed about feeling ashamed, like it isn’t important enough to say anything. It could’ve been an accident…right? He was only eleven after all. But still, deep down I feel the need to say something. I just…I need help…