Incident 1, ignorance

by Hayley
(Birmingham, England)

Here's the first entrance into what is rather a retrospecuive diary. I was about nine years old and was having my bedroom decorated. It was a choice between the floor in my parents bedroom or my own bed sharing with my brother. I was trying to get to sleep, it was a bit strange sharing a room with someone. My brother had already talked to me about what he had learned at school, about developing bodies and persiods and stuff. Don't know why I was so interested, but I was. Suddenly he started to touch himself to arouse himself. He thought it was funny so I did. I don't know what else he thought, but may be he knew that what he was doing was wrong. It carried on in that sort of vein, though it was nice to get my own room back. The last time I remember him doing that was in Weston on our holidays. It was all seemingly innocent, how was I to know that what he was doing was seriously wrong and warped?

I started this a bit late so I'll get back to it tomorrow as time is running out on me. The above is all I can really remember of the first incidents any way. I'll be back, hopefully I might start a bit earlier in my time on the computer.