When I was around 6 or 7 I would stay at daycare after school until 9 or 10 pm. This daycare was smaller than a trailer park home and there were three rooms and a main area. We were fed almost nothing, they smoked and didn't watch us unless we were on our cots in a large room together. I had been introduced to sex early by a mentally disabled cousin who taught me all about sec and pregnancy but got a lot of it wrong. I was in the playroom for the smaller kids when two thirteen year old boys came in and shut the door (we had to have adults in the room but no one was there). I hadn't been in the room very much and was just looking around. My mind has blocked much of it but I sexually assualted, forced to touch and put my mouth on... ones member. I remember after that I was in the room across the hall and some girls a couple years older than me were protecting me from a group of boys. There were taking there belts off and laughing at me. No adults were in the room. Now I never knew what happened was wrong, I had no idea.

I went to Christian school a year or so later. It was hard for me to make friends but I thought I found a good one. I told her what happened and asked her not to tell. She told the principles daughter. He yelled at me and told me I was disgusting as I cried. It broke my heart. I thought I could trust the school. I was in third grade.