I’m very young not even 13 yet and I’m already sexually assaulted. I was 4 or 5, and me and my parents and my brother lived in a 2bedroom apartment. My Daddy’s other children would visit. They are my cousins. Not by blood. They was visiting and we always had that one Train Tent that we would play or sleep in. Well my cousins: Let’s call them Aker And Takes. Aker was in the tent and told me to come here. I came and he pulled down his pants and draws. I saw his penis and he told me to suck it. I did. “It tastes like salt” I say. Thakes comes and makes me do the same thing. My brother wasn’t in the room and was with my dad at the time. I look back at that day and ask where was my Mom? I wasn’t blaming her for it, as I didn’t want her to feel like it was her fault. I later figured out that my mommy was getting abused by my dad to keep me protected. When I told her about this rape she got mad. I told her and thought she wouldn’t believe me but she does. Now I feel good and stronger. Don’t judge me but I plan being a bodybuilder to avoid rape.
— Survivor, age 12