I didn’t know right from wrong. I still don’t know if it was rape. I mean he felt on me, when I said no. He kissed me when I said no. He put his mouth in place, my mom told me no one should touch. But yet I laid there and never moved. Was I the one wrong? He never really put it in. only rub his thing on mine. Or he used his hand some times. Was I wrong for not telling my mom? That the man she thought was her friend was touching her lil girl in ways that she didn’t know the words for. I didn’t know if it was a good thing. The way he cupped my breast, it kinda hurt but I didn’t say anything. I just kinda lay there not making a sound I didn’t know if it was wrong or right . He would all ways came around in the night or when I was in the shower. He would touch hisself in front of me. Only when everyone was asleep. The first couple of time I just laid there, thinking should I like the way this feels? Was I wrong for thinking if I should like what he’s doing? Is he my boyfriend? Now Six years later I know, all the answer to my questions but one. No I wasn’t the one wrong. No I should have not like it. No he wasn’t my boyfriend. Yes I was wrong for not telling my mom. Now the one question I don’t know the answer to. Was it rape??
crumbs, very socially sensitive subject....don't know how to reply coz i don't know if this really happened. well written though.
Very powerful but I don't know what to say about the subject matter. I think many are wary of broaching a topic that makes so many uncomfortable. Nicely put together though.
anytime someone crosses a boundry where they're not welcome to force someone to deal with something they're not old enough to understand, it's rape. thanks for giving us a look inside the mind of someone who's had to go through this.
