I experienced the same. My grandma was left responsible to look after me and my cousins, but she had to go out at this specific day. So for the first time I was left with my grandad. At the time I and my cousins were watching a movie on the floor, then all of a sudden my grandad asked me to join him on his bed. I went to sit by him innocently, then he put his hands under my top and started caressing me. Then all of a sudden he started rubbing my breast. I literally froze with fear. At that point I was saved by the door bell. I ran into the car and told my mum straight away, where she thankfully believed me and took action immediately. She then decided to hold a family meeting and she repeated what I told her. Their reaction wasn’t what I was expecting. They were saying I was lying. I tried to defend myself by screaming back and saying I was telling the truth! Still they didn’t believe me, but I knew they were all in denial because at the meeting, they were saying to never let my dad hear of this.
This incident installed fear in me of all men and even losing faith in any male relative. I had uncles whom I was close with and later became distant and started viewing them all the same. As men that will touch kids in a sexual way if they felt the urge to despite it being wrong. I stopped eating, became really quiet and isolated, completely opposite of the person I was. I ended up growing up like this and ended up on the streets at an early age, because I never wanted to be around my family and I could no longer be the normal young child I was. I never became sexual, in fact people use to call me names saying I was frigid, but was obviously clueless why. Instead I was a very defensive, aggressive female as I was left with a guard to always defend myself.

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