Lost in Life

LIL diary
2020-01-30 16:53:27 (UTC)

Raped at age 5

I was 5 years old when my parents would take us to Mexico every weekend or every other weekend. (we moved across the border when i turned 4yrs, we used to live in Mexico, i was born in Mexico but was able to migrate legally to the US, i have 9 other sisters and 8 of them older than me and 1 that is 5 years younger than me), My mom had a friend (Which i don't remember if they still talk or not) this friend my mom has or had lived in a very poor part of Mexico just at the border with the US, so it was easy to travel back and forth every weekend or at least every other weekend. This friend my parents had which my mom's friend was married and my dad was and is still drinking even at his late 60's. My dad and his friend would get drunk within hours of drinking. they will always drink outside or in their kitchen. til very late at night. My mom and her friend would always be chit chatting for the whole time we went to visit them. me and my sister that is 2 years older than me and my little sister which at that time she was a newborn, I don't really recall what my older sister was at or was doing at the time it happened, it was a cold day and somewhere in the winter, i remember that it was dark / Grayish outside. Pretty much all is a blur but i do remember exactly how it started and what exactly happened to me. My friends mom had a brother this brother did not live there, he lived with his mom (my moms friend Mother) his name was Pedro (don't think he still alive) he was mentally sick, like he couldn't talk or do normal things like we all do. but he knew how to move around and where the store was at and what he wanted without talking. He was a slow and retarded person to my knowledge. Not sure what kind of disabilities he had. This specific day was the only day i remember about them, Except another one that followed after my rape.
(Will also add at the end) That day i remember CLEARLY how i was taken to my moms friend bedroom by him (Pedro) no one else was there. i don't know where my parents were at or my sisters, he laid down in a red couch that was by a window and a door to go outside, he locked the door and made sure the curtains were closed, there was anther door that had access to the kitchen, that one was also closed by him and locked. after he laid on that red couch (Face up) he unzipped his pants and Grabbed my hands and forced me to perform some sort of masturbation on his p3nis with my hand. He then grabbed me, covered my mouth and eyes and continued to inserting his p3nis inside me as i screamed internally. he finished and all i remember is him making a laughing face expression (He couldn't talk) i ran and went to my mom crying, all she said was ask your dad for Pesos (Mexican currency) to go buy snacks. my dad gave me 10 Pesos as i was walking to the store crying i saw my old friend from that neighborhood i called him Pelon (Bald) cause he was always bald and he was my age too. He saw me crying as i was walking out the store, we walked all the way to my dads truck, his truck had a camper on the back. we were in there talking and i remember telling him what had happened and he said to me when we grow up ill make sure you wont get hurt again and i will be there for you. he was about 5-6 years old. That was the last time i saw him. i don't remember if i saw him after that or whatever happened to him. After that day i refused and cried to not go to Mexico so i could stay with my other older sisters and not go to mexico. i have never been back to Mexico and ran away at 11 years old and never came back home. My life has never been the same, and i have nightmares of it constantly.




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