Grandpas are supposed to be protectors and someone to confide in right? Well tell mine that. At age 9, he taught me about sex. About my body and his. He told me he could give me a baby. I was 9. That day, my life changed forever.
My parents are separated. Divorced. Well, my dad and my grandpa were close. Every other weekend I would go to his house for the weekend. Most of the time he would take me to my grandpas and leave me there with my little sister. He had no idea what was going on and I don’t blame it, but sometimes I wish he would of listened to my signs.
I’m not going to go into detail, but he would do a lot of things to me. Make me touch him, rub on me, almost anything besides sex. One day, I was fed up. I know he told me if I told he would go to jail, but I didn’t care. He takes care of my sick grandma and without him she would have almost no one. I cared about that then, but now I don’t. I told my mom one morning after he did it again. That night he wanted to have sex. But I wouldn’t let him. That was at age 13. I’m 16 now and we just got done with trial. For 3 years he pleaded not guilty. The day before trial, he changed his plea to guilty so he could get a chance at probation. While I was testifying my grandma was saying “Liar” out loud for everyone to hear. That’s why I don’t care about what happens to her. I have no respect for that family. Finally, after all this time, after 3 years of waiting.. the Judge sent him to prison for 8 years. Not as long as I wanted, but it was something. I can start trying to get better. With myself and everyone around me. The healing can begin. But this is gonna be the toughest thing to heal. I’m so thankful for the family and friends I have by my side.
I plan on getting my story out. Helping kids with the same thing I went through. Helping raise the awareness and prevention of this type of thing. It’s out there, and those people are out there. You just have to watch and listen.