My first experince was when I was seven

My first experince was when I was seven I moved from SouthGate California to my aunt and uncle's house in Colorado. My parents were getting seperated for a while because my mom was going through deppression and anxioty. So my uncle would tell me to go sit next to him and then he would start touching me whene no-one was home. He did that around four times and I would be scared to tell my mom. Until one day I finally got the gutz to let myself out. So we moved out of there house and my dad came back and we moved to another place in Colorado. My past was haunting me and to this day it does. Years went by and I turned 13. That was my second expierience. I started working at a restaurant and I met an older guy there and we became friends or so I thought. We were dating for a while but I wasn't into talking things seriously or not into sex at all. We dated for about two months and on the firsts of November I'll never forget...
I was sick and decided not to go to school that day so I was alone in the house and my telephone rings it was him and he was asking for my older brother Travieso and so i told he he wasn't in and hung up the telephone. Later like around 11:00am my door was open and I was in the kichen and I heard the door open and I was surprised to see it was him!And he pushed me into the restroom and told me to shut up and he pushed me into a wall and I hit my head wich made me fall and he pulled down his pants and got on top of me and pulled mine down and slapped me across the face and I was screaming for help and tellin him to stop but there was no point. I felt a really bad pain go up into my stomach and thighs and he was jus laughing and I was cryin. And I was tryin to move pero he was holding my arms really tight. Finally he stopped all of a sudden and he got up and left and I just stayed in a little corner shaking alot with my pants down.My brother found out somehow and asked me if it were true and I would deny it but then I just sayed the truth and my mom and dad for months and months would tell me it was my fault and I was a hoe and a lot of cruel things. So i got into tryin to kill myself and so I started seeing counciling. And it didn't help for nothing. Now I'm in high school and I dont have very many friend because he tells them things and puts them against me.And so now I'm still not happy with myself and I still remember evertime I go to the bathroom downstairs and I cry. so whoever wants to talk with me or give me advice email me at babyambar@yahoo.com
by Ambar Gonzalezon 7 Mar 2004

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