[LA-ML]

I am having so many memories all at once and can not keep them straight. I hate holidays because they all have to do with the abuse I went through. Also I hate summer because of the same thing.
TRIGGER WARNING!!!

I was taken away from my Mom and my adopted Dad when I was 12 years old. I was being abused by 4 of my male cousins. I was not the only one that it was happening to but I was the one that got abused the most, because I was always at my Grandparents home. The other two girls were not around as much as I was. So yeah..
I told because it came up with a friend that it was going around the high school that I was having sex with my cousins for money. WHICH was not true at all. So we (my friend and I) went and told a school aide. She told someone and I ended up talking to the cop. I was put in the hospital and then a shelter for kids. After about a week there I went home. That Sunday was Easter and I wanted to be with my family. YET my parents did not keep me safe from the boys. So I told again and was put into another hospital. I was suppose to go with my parents and they were going to drop me off at a foster home. I told the staff at the hospital that I would not ride with them that they were drunk. After that I went to a group home for several months going in and out of the hospital. The abuse pretty much stopped..EXCEPT when I went home for the holidays.
I was also abused (OR I feel I did) by my adopted dad's niece. She told me that I liked with other relatives. The next morning I was told that I had to go home because the niece was sick because I kept her up all night...WHICH was the other way around.
Okay, thank you for letting me get this out...

[Gr3tta]

Thank you for being brave and sharing your story. You have been through so much. You are a very strong person!