My Childhood Memories: Sexual Assault

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Every day growing up, I remembered the nasty, horrific acts forced upon me in my childhood. At the young age of five, a family friend sexually assaulted me for the first time. He touched me inappropriately, and forced me to touch him back. These activities continued for about three months without my mother's knowledge. I experienced sexual assault again at the age of nine. My mother, brother, and I were swimming in a hotel pool. One of my mother's friends tried to teach me how to swim. During my "lessons," he would insert his finger into my vagina. Later that day, when my parents were picking up a pizza for dinner, he removed my clothing and inserted his penis inside me. He moved his penis around for several minutes until he squirted his semen all over me. Later, when I was alone with my mother, I told her everything that happened . Instead of believing me, acting sympathetic, and taking action against my perpetrator, she blamed me for his wrongdoings. At the age of twelve my parents divorced and I moved in with my grandparents. By that time, I could no longer trust anyo...

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