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When I was 6 me my mom and my brother were living with my grandmother and her boyfriend and we were in a small one bedroom apartment. Me and my brother had to blow up an air mattress and sleep on there in the living room and our mom slept on the couch. When we would all sleep, my grandmothers boyfriend would come into the living room thinking I was sleep and touch my lady parts. And since I was 6, I didn’t know how to tell anyone “oh yeah my grandmothers boyfriend likes to molest me every night”. A few years later we had to move and I was 9. Me my mom and my brother went to live with her bf in a different city like 30 minutes away. And my grandmother and her boyfriend went to live with my grandmothers brother. A few months later my mom and her bf got in an argument and we moved to a closer city to live with my moms friend and a during that time, me and my brother went to my grandpa’s place and spend some time with him. We stayed the night there and I couldn’t sleep so I was just laying there. And while I was laying there my grandpa, the man that goes to church touches on my lady parts. A few months later we get a new place for just me my brother and my mom. And a few days after my birthday at the new place (I turned 11), my grandmothers boyfriend shows up and he knows my mom is at work and my brother is in his room all the time. So he’s there for s few minutes takes us to McDonald’s and back and when he gets ready to leave, he tells me and come here so I can lock the door and when I go to him I’m holding my mini backpack RN and he holds out some money. And I ofc want to money so I hold my backpack out to him so he can put it in there. But he shakes his head and I lower my backpack cuz I’m confused and he sticks his hand down my pants with the money in that hand and like moves his finger a little bit trying to make and feel good and like it ig. And I’m just frozen, like I can’t move. And when his hand come out of my pants the money is still in his hand and he gives it to me and I’m just thinking what was the point of that. So when he leaves I lock the door and just break down sobbing. And the next year I’m 12 and me my brother and I are in th car, I’m in the front seat my brother is behind me my grandma is driving and her bf is behind her. I look in the mirror on the car door cuz the window is open, and I just see his face and break down crying but silently and no one hears or notices me crying. I am 13 RN and I regret not telling anyone and to this day no one know accept you (reader) and me.

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