I was gonna spend the night with my aunt and uncle when I was 14. I was wearing a tank top and a tong sleeve shirt with pj pants. It was about midnight when my black out drunk uncle told me I needed to talk to him on the porch. My aunt was asleep and the kids were awake playing around inside. My uncle asked if I had “the gift” I didn’t answer and he stated to get aggravated. He said he would see how people would die. He told me I’d die a lonely old woman that everyone hated and called a witch and evil. Then a few minutes later he started rubbing my leg and tugging on my shirt saying I wore too many clothes and I shouldn’t be wasting my time with the boy that I was seeing at the time. He started to rest his head on my lap and kept insisting that I looked better with less clothes. I got scared grabbed his bottle of alcohol took it to the kitchen and left. I didn’t want to go home because I wanted to see my bf so I walk at midnight to his house, he wasn’t there so I went back to my uncles house and fell asleep waiting for my other uncle who lived there to take me home.

A few weeks later my bf came to my house to tell my parents what had happened. I told him to leave because my parents didn’t want me to be with him. He did and my parents demanded to know what was going on so I told them everything.

They told me I was lying and I shouldn’t be saying that stuff or he’d go to prison. I got slapped and grounded for leaving the house. I wasn’t allowed to leave my moms side so I had to go to my uncles house multiple times. He didn’t remember a thing.

Years later my adult reckless druggy cousin had sex with him and another uncle (years before we fucked my 14 yo aunt who is now married to his brother. He doesn’t know he took her virginity)

Everyone in my family made it a huge deal and all these memories and feelings have come back that they never believed me because nothing really happened but he was about to...