Child Abuse Story from Lydia
by Lydia
(Location Undisclosed)
I don't know if my story should be here because it's just couple of very small things compared to other child abuse stories.. But anywayI have to share this because it bugs me so much, I just want to forget things that happened to me, but I can't, memories keep coming back to me and sometimes I can't sleep because of them..
The first thing happened to me when I was 4 or 5 years old, I was playing with my older sister and she wanted to play a new game, of course I agreed to play, I adored my older sister then. I wanted to know how to play the game so she made me undress and started to touch me all over and she said that this is the game. I hated it, but for some reason I couldn't run away, she kept touching my private parts and I wanted to cry, I felt so ashamed and used. Afterwards she acted like nothing has happened and never mentioed or did it again. Sometimes I think I imagined the whole thing because she never ever showed any signs that anything happened, but I know it happened and I'm so sad about it. I still feel so ashamed and I just want the whole thing to go away.
The second thing happened when I was seven years old. I was in my other sister (older too) room, she was like my idol then and all the sudden she asked me if she could kiss me, I was really shocked and said no and then she asked would I agree if she'd pay me, again I answered no. She kept pressing me and eventually she kissed me and I wanted to cry and dissappear and she just kept kissing and it was so awful, I still want to cry when I think about it. When she stopped she gave me a dollar or so and I run away. She never mentioned or did it again either.
I haven't ever told about these things to anyone and I have no intentions to ever tell. I just can't speak about it to anyone. I hate both of my sisters for doing that to me. I keep wondering if they even remember how they ruined me (my dad ruined me too, he was a very violent and scary person, but it's another story). It's very hard for me to trust anyone.. Those things don't leave me alone, I just want them to go away.. I hate myit so much, I'm so ashamed about those things and I feel so sad all the time.
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