I'm not sure where to begin. I was 11 at the time. I was at friend's house; she was mentally ill so while she was older than me, she acted my age. Anyway, Trish's mother had to leave for work so her cousin came to babysit her. He was about 16 then. I had always trusted him, and I loved him like a brother. Trish was getting hungry so I went into the kitchen to find some food. Cody was in there smoking. He smiled at me and asked me if I wanted a cigarette. I said no, he asked me two more times and two more times I said no. He got angry and he grabbed me and pressed me to his body and forced me to smoke. Then he threw me across the room into the concrete wall on the other side, he came over and kicked me a few times. He picked me up and slammed into the ground. then he pinned me against the floor and took my clothes off; he did it and after awhile, an hour or so, I managed to get away from him and I ran all the way home.
I have been hurt, hit, and sexually molested a number of times but this was by far the worst.