I was sexually abused when I was 8 years old. I am 12 now it was my brother and he was 16 years old then and he still lives with the family. I live under the same house so what happened in my house was having construction so we were getting new beds. They had not arrived yet so we were sleeping on mattresses and he was sleeping in his room. My sisters and I were in my room. We were asleep but I felt something down there and his fingers. He saw my eyes open so he ran to his room. I went back to sleep because I did not know what do. I am awake all the time. I don’t even know if I have lost my virginity yet so I have not told anyone. I act like I am happy the worst thing is that we are Muslim so I get beaten everyday for the stupidest things and everyone in my family loves him. He is in university and doing something and if I say I know they will not believe me. I cry all night silently I share with my sister. My primary school teachers noticed something was wrong, so for my last year they knew I was abused. I could see it in there eyes but I never said. So I am going to be silent until the day I die. You can’t spell families without lies.