This comment has just made me feel like I should share my own experience....its quite long and I don't care, I'm not gonna be ambiguous to try and protect his identity, if someone reads this and figures out who the person is or who I am...so be it.
It starts at age 10, my parents want a bigger place, we do a council house swap with a mother and her 35yr old son who are living together in a 4 bed house, they swap with us and we move, they move to our old place which is next door to my grandparents (step grandparents, my dad is not my bio dad). So the place we moved to is a small village where everyone knows each others business. Get to know the kids my age and the day I move in we start getting told the 35yr old guy who lived there is a pedalo, that he was in a "relationship" with a 14yr old girl from the village. Well a few weeks later its confirmed to me to be true when I open the cupboard of my bedroom, used to be his room, see written on the wall inside the cupboard R×××××d loves ×××××. I was like wtf. Anyway years pass with the occasional pisstake that omg a pedalo used to sleep in ur room etc.
Fast forward 5 yrs, another new family move to the village, single mum with a daughter my age and a younger boy. I made friends with the daughter, turns out the people who lived in my house, its her Grandma and the guy is her uncle. She takes me to her grandma's house (my old house) one day about half an hr away from where I now live. The uncle is there. My life is a mess, my parents have split 2 yr before, my mum has moved out and moved about 2 hrs away with her 18 yr old boyfriend ( bear in mind, I'm 15 at this point) my stepdad has just kept us for the benefits, does nothing to support us, I'm starving constantly, dirty, and feel worthless....the uncle offers me a "job" cleaning his aivairy once a week for £5 a week. I jump at it, its a chance to finally have money to eat, my dad was so unbothered and lazy, he didn't even apply for us to get dinner tickets at secondary school, so I'd often go whole days with no food and even scavenged in bins at points cos I was weak with hunger, so to me £5 a week was a huge huge deal. So I start going after school, walking the journey, 1 hr there. It started almost immediately, he starts grooming me, saying he loves me, we should be boyfriend and girlfriend...then the sexual activity comes, always bjs, never any further than that and for that I am at least thankful. It goes on for about 1 and a half yrs, I genuinely thought I was in a relatuonship with this guy, I was a vulnerable child. I dunno how I broke free of it, one day I just stopped going, it had got to the point I was going daily after school and at weekends. I was giving him bjs every single time. He never "finished" ever. The truth when I look back is I think he was gay and he had been abusing a boy, he always used to talk about this boy he knew before we met and how they were such good mates and one day the boy just burnt down his aviary and he was gutted cos all his birds died and he had to build it all again. Looking back I think I knew why he always just wanted bjs, why he never finished and why that boy burnt down his aviary.
The worst of all this is that there were so so many adults who knew and done NOTHING to protect me...His mother who seen me in her house daily, my grandparents who seen me going in his house daily, my father who knew where I was going, I never hid it where I was and who I was with, all his extended family members who seen me in their house all the time and just accepted it as normal.
I have never reported it. I feel utterly sick at having just wrote all that down. There's so much more I could write, but that's all I can say right now.
