I was 8. What did you see in an 8 year old?? I was playing with a holographic ruler that read “Nickelodeon”. I didn’t ask for your attention. I was minding my own business playing with this ruler that for some reason I found incredibly intriguing. “How did the cartoon characters move when I twisted the ruler??”. That was all I was thinking. And then you grabbed me. Right off the floor. I dropped the ruler. You put me on my brothers bed and stuffed your tongue in my mouth. Why??? I tried to get away. I tried to run and you blocked the door! Why??? What did I do, at 8 years old? And then you threatened me. Told that I better not say anything. You told me no one would believe me. You told me that I would get I trouble for “making things up”. You made me fear you. And then continued to use that fear against me. You manipulated me. Continued to molest me for years. Snuck into my room at night to “tickle me”. You physically tortured me, and then proceeded to haunt me in my dreams. Why??? At 14 I decided I was better off killing myself. I tried to end my life. And when people interfered and the truth was finally told...when you were arrested and placed behind bars...the nightmares continue. Why??? It all goes back to day one. Me and the ruler. Why did you take that from me?? Why did you ruin who I was supposed to be?? Now I suffer from anxiety, and depression. Even suicidal thoughts at times. I’ve never been me again. Why Junito?? Why did you do this to me?? I was only 8. You were in your 30s.