It started when I was 8. At the time I didn’t know what he was doing. He would come in my room when my parents went to the store to get groceries. It went on till I was about 9 or 10. As I grew older I started to realize what he was doing and I didn’t like it. I used to hide in the attic for hours until my parents would come home. He would still manage to find me at times. I never told a soul. Not until a couple months ago. I told one of my close friends. 2 weeks ago I told my parents. It was the hardest thing and my step brother doesn’t know anybody knows. I just told my best friend I’ve known since I was 4 yesterday. We were best friends when it all was going on. I’m happy to have such great friends and family but I just got in a serious relationship and its bringing up memories. I get so stressed out and I started cutting… I’m in the hardest part of my life right now..
— Survivor, age 16