When you’re young, the trust you have is the trust you think you should have throughout your life. With it should come a strong and good trust in faith, but when that trust is violated it is never the same again. It’s hard for people to understand this unless it has happened to them.
When I was four years old my uncle was one of my favorite people. He was so fun for us kids to be around. Little did I know that favoritism would change my life forever. I remember it like it was yesterday, it was late in the afternoon when my uncle asked my grandma if my brother and I could go stay the night with him. Without hesitation she said yes. I had on my blue elastic cotton shorts, white t-shirt, and my favorite green button up sweater. We were laughing and kidding around and stopped to get my brother and I a pop on the way to his house. My favorite was grape crush and is still to this day.
It was late when we got there and it was bedtime. My uncle put my brother to sleep on the couch and he said I could sleep in the bed with him since there was no room on the couch for me. At four years old you never think about those things. I was new to his house so it was hard for me to fall asleep. My uncle turned over in bed; just kind of a nonchalant turn. He moved his arm like it just kind of fell on my side. When he started to move it down towards my shorts. I really began to freak out but I was scared and still acted like I was sleeping. What happened next I just can't explain into words. I was praying the whole time. After that I stayed up all night afraid it would happen again.
My life went like this until I was about 14 years old. There were many ups and downs. I hope that people will speak up and stop this from happening to kids. No child should have to go through this as I did.