Most of my childhood I can't remember I remember certain things and most of them I don't like and because of my memory I don't even know how old I was when it first happened and I don't know how far he even went and that makes me scared...I want to know what happened.
I remember one time he told me to come up to his room, I remember not really wanting too but I didn't want to say no so I followed him with no complaint, I remember he asked me a few a things then told me to get on his bed and then my mind goes blank and the next thing I remember is my childminder calling me down for dinner...I don't even know how old I was.
I know it only stopped when I was 11 and that was only because my secondary was too far from my childminders.