Forever Changed

When I was about nine years old I was molested/raped by a friend of my parents several times. It happened on a normal day when my mom was out running errands and my dad was playing some video games. The man named Peter asked if he can get some things out of our house so I offered to help him. At the time I didn’t believe that he would hurt me. After we went inside we had gathered the things we need and was about to leave he grabbed me by the hand and told me that he had something to tell me. He then moved me to the bed. Next thing I remember happening is him putting his hand over my mouth with one hand and pulling down my pants with the other. He then did several things to me but at the time I blocked it out. After when he was done he told me that this was going to be our little secret. This happened a few more times until he did it to some other person and they didn’t keep it a secret. I never had the guts to tell my parents what happened. When I got back inside I thought my dad would notice that I was gone so long that he would ask why was I so upset. When he didn’t at the time, I thought this stuff happened all the time. Now I’m 20 and it still has a affect upon me because it shouldn’t have happened.