when I was like 7 me, my family, and my mum’s friends family went over to a family friends house for their son’s (ill call him Joshua) birthday (he was turning 17 I think). so me, the two sons of my mum’s friend and Joshua began to play hide and seek together. I ran into Joshua’s sisters room and he followed me in. he touched me, humped me, and I kept telling him to stop. he didn’t. eventually, we got found, but I didn’t learn my lesson and kept on playing. he kept on finding me and taking me to his sisters room, and he kept on touching me. eventually, we got bored of hide and seek and we (me, the two sons and Joshua) went to his room to watch a movie. during the movie, he whispered in my ear to let him touch my b*** and not to tell anyone or else he’d tickle me. I was super ticklish to the point of pain at the time, so I said yes. the whole movie, he did it. when the movie ended, I went to the rest of my family and didn’t go near him. But when we cut the cake, I had to sit next to him, and when he got a camera for his birthday, he suggested we all take a group photo. I had to sit in his lap for that photo. after we left, I got home and cried myself to sleep. Years later, I saw him at the library. he was with friends and looked at me and smirked. I still haven’t told anyone about that day. yay trauma ☺️