Well... Here is the story. My dad died in 9/11 and after he died, my uncle began spending more and more time with me because he said i was the only part of my dad left. After about 2 months of this "Quality Time" he began to do other things... fondling, fingering...
. after a few weeks of that, he began to rape me. this went on until a year ago when he killed himself. in the letter he wrote to me, he said that he couldnt live with himself anymore.. this is my fault... :'(
