only a handful of people know about him. about this. about what happened.
i was 7. i'm still not sure who was at fault. but i was 7.
i've got to believe that i wasn't that strong.
he knew what he was doing. if not at first then at some point.
do i say something? do i let it go?
it sickens me that he knows my name.
what he asked about me.
to my brother. the first person i told.
the one person that told me to do the right thing.
he made me tell my mom.
and she did nothing.