I was almost s******* abused when I was about 7 years old. I’ve lived in a 3 family house my whole life, we rented out the attic apartment to my mother’s cousin. She was an over weight woman with 2 overweight sons, her husband I didn’t see that often. Her youngest son liked to play video games, eat junk food, and watched a lot of anime. He had this one sponge bob game I was completely fascinated with. I played it for a long time in his room. He started calling me by my nickname that only my parents used. Of course I didn’t really care. Then he stated asking me why my sister wore skirts and frilly stuff but I didn’t (I was always in pants and sneakers) I told him because I didn’t like them. He really liked my hair and how red it was. He said it was really pretty, he bet it smelled good. I’m glad the only thing he did was tickle me, I’m glad I told my mom when I did. I’m glad I told him what my mother said. He backed off, gave me the game and said keep it.