I was just getting home from schools my mom wasn't home my little sister was at day care. When he showed up he was tall skinny with Brownish reddish hair I knew who he was he was an old friend of my dad and mom his name was Tracy he wanted to see my mom. I told him she was at work and to come back some other time but he insisted on waiting for her. I didn't know what to do so I said sure I liked him then he sat on the couch and turned on the TV and watched it for awhile then he got bored and asked me to follow him to my mom’s room I asked why he said he needed help with something I didn't ask why I followed him in there it was the worst mistake ever when we got in there he closed the door and told me to take my shirt of I said no he smacked me and repeated his question I said no again he got out a bag of quarters and told me I will give you this bag of quarters it adds up to $50.25 I said no please leave me alone he got mad and hit me then through the quarters at me all of them ripped my shirt off me told me to take my bra off not wanting him to hurt me again I took it off. He looked at me for two or three minutes then left without a word I sat there crying for a will then knowing my mom won't believe me she didn't believe me when I told her about uncle Charles so I wiped my tears and went to my room covering my chest on the way and put on a new shirt and I went to do the dishes for her and I never told anyone tell maybe two months later and she didn't believe Me that's when I started to cut and I got away with it for maybe a year or so my dad remarried and had my brother's he noticed some of them and asked me what they are I tried the trick I used on my friend and teachers but it didn't work he knew I started to cry and told him what Tracy did he told me you and your little sister aren't going back to your moms you live with me now then he called the police and they told him they can't do anything without prove so he drove to Tracy's houses and beat him up and told him to stay the f**k away from my little girl and they stopped being friends. My mom on the other hand was still his friend and thought I was just seeking attention I distanced myself from her and soon started to hate her I disclaimed her.
Now two years later I live with my dad and my step mom who is my ma now I only cut when I can't handle the nightmares and my friends noticed a change in me I stopped being outgoing I'm broken for Tracy is not the only one there are more he's just the only I can write about without wanting to cut or going in a depression state of mind he is not the first and was not the last or the worst there was five of them one was raping me repeatedly. But let's not get in to them.