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Rape.

When I was 6 years old I went to a family friend's house. I've known this family since I could remember and I trusted them. We would watch movies and play games. One day I was in his backyard after playing on bikes. He was around 10-12 years old, I was 6. He touched me without my permission and eventually forced me to have intercourse with him. I was raped at 6 years old by a 12-year-old. It still bothers me today how an older kid wanted to do things and touch me without permission. I haven't told my parents, and I've never told anyone else. I'm 14 now and it still haunts me. I will never get justice because I have no proof to show he raped me. I have to hear about how successful he is and what he's doing in school. It hurts to keep a secret like that from my own mother.

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