Child Abuse Story From Monica

by Monica J.
(Jasper, Florida, USA)

When I was 8 or 9, a neighborhood boy who lived in back of my house moved in. I think at the time he was 16 or 17. He would talk to me a lot and give me candy and popsicles. Everyone called him Doc, which was obviously a nickname, but he told me he was a doctor. His parents both worked, and while they were working he would invite me and my girlfriends into his house to watch TV.

The first time he abused me was a rainy day. I was by myself in the yard. My older sister was home, but not paying much attention to me. He invited me into his house for some ice cream, and I willingly went in. As I was sitting at the table he started touching the back of my neck and telling me I had a bad type of rash and that he could fix it with medicine he had. After I was done eating the ice cream, he cleared the table and had me lay down on it. I was only wearing shorts and a top. He put some kind of lotion on my neck and said he would have to see if the rash had spread. Since I really believed he was a doctor, I let him undress me, and he started examining my body and putting small dabs of the lotion on me. I remember being embarrassed by it, but he was very gentle and made me feel at ease. He would even have me lie on my stomach and massage my body, which I must admit at the time actually felt good. He also told me not to tell anyone because if my parents found out, I might have to get my skin scraped. He told me it was very painful and that he could fix it with his medicine lotion.

Once a month or more for almost a year I would go to his house for what he called a treatment. Each time it got more intimate, and he would rub the lotion all over my body and on my vagina and anus. Again, he was very gentle and it actually made me feel good.

After a few months, he told me he caught the rash from me. He started exposing himself to put lotion on his own privates. Eventually, after he would get me undressed, he would also take off all his clothes and give me the "treatment" while he was naked. Then I finally realized he was masturbating and touching me at the same time. That's when I finally told my big sister, and naturally, she told my parents. They called the police, and I know he was in a lot of trouble, but I'm not sure how he was punished. A few months later his family moved away and I never saw him again.

I'm 16 now and a lot smarter and wiser. I have a younger sister who I am very protective of. Although I was never raped or sodomized, I still feel like I was a very stupid and should have known better. My mom always tells me it wasn't my fault, but I know I willingly let him do all that stuff to me. I never tell anyone about my experience since I am still ashamed of being so dumb. When I found this website I decided to write about it and have told more in this story than my mom even knows about. So if anyone who reads this has a little daughter or sister, please watch out for them.

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Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

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