I was 5 the first time my mother's foster brother touched me because we were "playing a game". I did not realize it was wrong until I was 1o. That man touched me from 5-8. The worst part about that was that my mother told me I was a liar because I did not remember all the little details. Then from ages 11-15 my stepdad raped me almost every day. I told my mother and again nothing was done to the next man that took my privacy and innocence away. These two men are still out there living their lives while I suffer.