Parallel Worlds and Abuse
When I was 7 I was abused by a cousin who was 3 years older than me. We used to make up stories of a parallel universe where only Demons and Monsters existed. There was an on-going war between the two factions, led by Nomad and Nomed. We used to scare my younger cousin; his sister, with our stories. One day we were sat in my bedroom talking about this other universe when he started to kiss me. I told him to stop but he wouldn’t. He said it would save the people of Noland if I did what he said. How naïve I was at that age. The things he did still haunt me to this day and I wish I could say it never happened again, only the next time was when I was 13 years old. This was a different cousin this time that was 2 years older than me. It wasn’t just the one time either. It went on for a number of years and I never told anyone what was going on. I guess as I’d never had a boyfriend before he started touching me, I didn’t know what should or shouldn’t happen. But I know that he behaved in a way that was completely inappropriate. I can’t remember how, when or why it stopped. I think it was because I told him if he ever touched me again then I’d make sure any woman he wants to go near in future would have the biggest shock of their lives. I knew I couldn’t use the whole “I’ll tell everyone” line because I knew nobody would believe me and knew he knew that. He was The Golden Child in everybody’s eyes and could do no wrong.