Child Abuse Story From Laura
by Laura
(United Kingdom)
Until I was 10 years old my life had been very happy. I lived with my mum and my little sister, who I adored. One day, my uncle was babysitting me and my sister while my mum went out with her boyfriend. We had been watching TV for about an hour when my uncle told my little sister it was time for her to go to bed. He carried her upstairs, and I continued to watch TV in the living room. I ended up going upstairs to use the bathroom, and heard a noise coming from my sister's room. I walked up to the door and heard my uncle telling her that it'd be a secret. I didn't know what they were talking about so I opened the door a little. I saw my uncle standing there naked, trying to get my little sister to touch his penis. I opened the door fully. He turned around to face me before telling me to go away.
I refused, and said I wasn't going anywhere. I remember being so terrified, but I wasn't going to let him hurt her, I couldn't. He said that it was none of my business and that he could do what he wanted. I have no idea what came over me, but I walked up to him and started touching him like he wanted my sister to. I remember him smiling at me and he followed as I walked out of my sister's room and back downstairs. I just didn't want him to hurt her. When we got back into the living room, he sat down next to me and started to stroke me. I tried to move and get away, but I couldn't. He said he could always go back upstairs again; I couldn't let that happen. He told me to touch him again, which I did, as well as sucking him like he wanted. I just couldn't let him go back upstairs and hurt my sister. Eventually I let him undress me and he had sex with me. The whole time he said that I must like it, otherwise I would have stopped him. I was so confused. I wanted him to stop, but I couldn't let him hurt my sister.
After this time, it happened every time he came to babysit, which seemed to be more and more now that my mum had a new boyfriend. She spent all her time with him, leaving us with my uncle. After about 6 months, my mum and her boyfriend split up, and I was so happy. My uncle didn't have to babysit us anymore.
Six months later, she got another boyfriend. She said my uncle was coming to babysit again. I remember breaking down and crying so much when she said that. I was begging her not to leave us with him. She asked me what was wrong and I tried to explain what had happened. She called me a whore and a slut. She said I had led him on, asked him to do it by leading him from my sister's room. She said that he probably hadn't wanted to do anything to her and I had given him the idea in the first place, so it was my fault. I was devastated. I thought she'd stop it. I thought she'd be pleased I'd protected my sister, but she didn't care. As soon as she left, my uncle was at it again. I just wanted to die, but I couldn't let him hurt my sister, so it went on until I left home at 18 and took my sister with me to live at my friend's house.
My mum tried to get me arrested for kidnapping my sister, but I told the police what had happened and they arrested my uncle. But they let him off because they didn't have enough evidence. My sister had to go back to my mum. My sister came around to my place all the time, and every time my mum went out, we arranged she'd come and stay with me so my uncle had nothing to do with her. When she turned 16 a year later, she moved in with me.
Now she still lives with me and we're happy. I remember what happened every day and feel guilty for not stopping it, for letting him do it. Although I knew what he was doing was wrong, it always seemed like he was wrong for trying to do it to my sister. I still feel like I deserved it, by leading him on. I know this isn't true, but I can't help how I feel.
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