you are never alone, I never told my mother and I think I am strong enough to tell her When I was little (maybe 10 or younger) me, my mom, and my little brother went to my moms friends house and my mom was dating this guy named "r" and "r" had a friend named "d" and It was a normal day, everything was going fine and I cant really remember if it was the same day or not but one day when i went there, I believe I was in the living room with everyone and I guess he asked me to come to the room with him and me being 10 or younger I listened and I went into the room and he locked it and he sat me down on the right bed (there were two beds one on the left and one on the right) and he pulled my pants down and took his off and he made me suck him off and there was a knock on the door and he covered me with a white pillow and the kids outside told him to make them popcorn and he did and I stayed where I was, confused on what was happening and he came back, locked the door and I don't remember if he raped me. I would like to think he didn't but I blocked out most of it from my head