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(this has some really uncomfortable moments taken from real life, so read on your own risk)
"Aunt, I'll stay with brother Taehyung. In his room." I told my aunt.
She is my mom's elder sister and I'm here at their house for a week vacation as my elder cousin came to my house to pick me up.
I used to come to his house often and I loved staying here. Though I missed my parents too (at nights) but I genuinely enjoyed here, when I was a kid.
Now, my reply won't be the exact same. I hate a person here. I've stopped going out of my house after that one incidence that took place 5 years ago.
I Hate that man.
My uncle. Arnold's (my elder cousin) father. Jason Kim.
Why?
Because he harassed me. When I was just a 13 year old oh, I don't remember my age when this happened. But I remember that moment like as if it just happened yesterday.
★ flashback ★
"Uncle, I want a Barbie. Mom won't buy it for me. So, can you?" I said
I was in the varanda of their house.
Arnold, my uncle's elder brother, Taehyung oppa's grandfather all are here.
"Haha, come here first." Jason said pointing towards his thighs as I was maintaining a safe distance with him.
I hesitantly went towards him. As everyone was smiling I thought its normal.
Everyone was normal.
How can they be so normal?
I don't know. But what I know is that the man sitting in front of me can buy me the loml ‡Barbie‡ and for that sake I sat on his thighs.
He asked me some questions and then made me stand on my tiny feets.
Then he started going inside the house. In Taehyung's room.
I followed him because I wanted to have that doll in any way possible.
I want it,.I get it.
Little did I know that, that was the biggest mistake of my life.
I've been taught in my school about good touch and bad touch. But not I was facing it.
He asked me to kiss his lips. I thought it was just a normal peck. So I gave it to him. And as I was backing away. He held my hand and pulled me back, as the bed was very close to the wall where I was sticking to.
He pulled me in a disgusting kiss. And when I tried to back away... He said "ok, just a peck on you cheeks" and I thought ok... One peck won't hurt. Right?
Tho I was disgusted and wanted it to finish asap.
So I pecked his cheeks but then again he pulled me and started sucking my cheeks and neck. Eww
★ flashback ★ I pushed him and Ran away from there. I could hear him calling me back but I didn't stop. And now I'm 15. What has changed? Nothing.
But I was left with a life long trauma. And that wasn't the end but the starting.
After that incident I've face a lot of sexual assault. In different occasions and by different people. But what did I do?
I kept myself shut.
I had my reasons. Because once when my mom's cousin brother tried to do tha same for like the 10th time I complained to my mom. But she told me not to tell this to anyone because.... This would cause his family a big DEAL?
Wasn't her daughter enough? Didn't she love me?
How could she do that?
One thing that I learnt was that to never trust anyone. Because everytime I was harrassed by the people that I once trusted...
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This isn't the end of this story ... There is part-2 coming soon. So keep waiting and don't forget to....
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