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12 year old west virginia sex abuse survivor 1979

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i believe you, dont think about committing suicide once you do that your dead you dont get a redo you only get one life in this lifetime make it count

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not beign afraid to ask for help, swallow your damn pride and ask for it, there are people lik you out there that are going through the exact same thing if you are thrown a lifeline grab it, it could mean life or death

it was the summer of 1979 i was off from school, mom, dad, and myself went out to see my grandma and grandpa for a week, in tridelphia, west virginia i was 12 years old we had a cookout and had our dinner outdoors, my grandparents lived up in the hills where your nearest neighbor was across the interstate so you were basicly cutoff from people, name and his wife came down from buffalo to see my grandmother because that was her side of the family, so i excused myself from the table because i wanted to stretch my legs and take a walk into the woods to go see the deer, i hear footsteps behind me name comes up to me and takes me by the arm and goes further down into the woods so no one could see what was about to happen, he made me take off my clothes and started feeling my naked body then pulled his pants and boxers down to try and make me swallow his penis, during this he started feeling my naked body and my genitals and said to me this is how people have sex, then he said to me dont you dare tell your parents or grandparents about this or i will say that you are lying, the next day he found me behind the house watching the 18 wheelers going by on the interstate, then took me into the basement made me strip naked and had me start masturbating well its a good thing i stopped before i had ejaculated because the basement floor was dirt and had sperm came out of me and grandma seen that the floor was wet she would have asked me what happened down here and i could never lie to my grandma because of our special bond, once i got dressed i walked around and spread dirt on the floor to cover my bare footprints to make like nothing happened during all of this name and his wife stayed at the ramada inn down the road from my grandparents house my parents and my grandparents, nor my aunts ever knew about any of this because of the shame and guilt that i felt, i wish i had said something that sick bastard would have died in prison, but hes dead now so i dont ever have to worry about his ssorry ass ever again.

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