When I was around nine or ten years old, I had a best friend—let’s call her Macy. My dad and her parents were close friends, and so when my dad had to go for a week for something job related, her family invited me to stay with them. Me agreed and that was almost the best week of my life, until… Macy had a different house close to our town, so it was like day four or five, and they invited me over to their other house. Her aunt also had a house in that small town, and so Macy and her big brother—let’s call him Theo—wanted to go to their aunt’s and of course I came along. Me and Macy were painting, and she wanted me to clean the paintbrushes while she went out to get food, so I made a mistake by not knocking before entering the bathroom—I thought no one else was home—and inside was Macy’s aunt’s boyfriend, he was finishing zipping up his pants. I apologized, but he shrugged it off and said I could use the sink since he was already leaving, but he didn’t. He started feeling up my b***, and I just stood there in front of the sink, frozen because I was stunned. I was only like ten, what the hell was I supposed to do? He began asking me if I did gymnastics because he said I had a nice b***. I stayed quiet, but then he spun me around and started to kiss me…with tongue. Ew. I was only TEN. He was like thirty. I didn’t open my mouth though, I stayed frozen. I wanted to push him away but I was afraid that’d make the situation worse. When he pulled away he said that the kiss was only ‘friendly’. Friendly my a**, he was a p********! I finally ran off, I didn’t even know the town, but anywhere was better than in that house. By some miracle, I managed to find Macy, but I didn’t tell her what happened—I thought I did, but when I told her years later, she swore I didn’t, but I know I did, because he came to my birthday gathering the next year because Macy threw me a surprise party with close friends. She invited her aunt who brought her boyfriend, and Macy told me to not pay much attention to him—and I just stayed by her the entire time. I know something else happened between me and that pervert, but I don’t remember what he did to me because it was ages ago, and I’m glad I’m forgetting about it because that’s f****** disgusting. I texted Macy’s mom to ask her if we were staying over at their aunt’s house that night, it was the best news I’ve ever heard when she said ’no’.