When I was six( possibly younger) there was this neighbor that often came to our house together with his parents. The adults always stayed in the living room and my siblings, he and I went to another room where we would play this game witch involved running so I would get tired and lay on the bed, he would lay right next to me at and ask things like " Are you tired? I can give you a massage" I would always refuse and be super uncomfortable but he persisted. I also remember laying on his arm and him laying on my shoulder and to this day I can't stand it when someone tries to lay on my shoulder. We would also play this other game involved me and him being together in one bed and him standing on top of me to "protect" me. I hate myself for doing this and allowing it to happen to me continually. I also can't remember saying no exactly so I wonder if it means I enjoyed this games? He was also really good at origami but he didn't like doing it so if I wanted origami I had to kiss him. I can't believe I let him use me like that I feel so ashamed. I know my story isn't as bad as others but it still change me as a person. I hope that one day the world will be free from any type of sexual abuse ❤️