01/11/2026
I was 4, when my 17 year old cousin sexually abused me.
My name is Keisha, and I was a victim of child molestation. I was 4 years old the first time it happened, and I remember it like it was yesterday. Playing outside with my cousins, and I snatched a small rubber ball out of one of their hands. My aunt was in the house vacuuming and her son, my 17 year old cousin, was told about the incident. I was then told to come in the house to be punished. Once I went inside, I wasn’t made to face my aunt, instead my cousin took me into his bedroom and grabbed a belt. I began to tear up, knowing what was to come next. Instead, I was given another option. “Do you want a whoopin, or do you wanna play horsey” Not wanting to be whipped with a belt, I opted to play horsey not knowing what was in store. My cousin pulled down my pants, and told me to turn around and bend over. All of a sudden, I felt something that would damage me for the rest of my life. He inserted himself into me. I cried out for help, but the tv and vacuum muffled my cry.
After the assault, I was sent back outside to play. I eventually told my parents as well as my aunt. There was a meeting held with the family at the dinner table, in which my cousin vowed to never do it again. Well he lied. Shortly after, my mother began to leave him home with my baby brother and I, while she and my stepfather worked. The abuse continued until I was about 10. Mentally, it never ended. It felt like forever. Once I was old enough to fight back, my cousin then moved onto another helpless family member. It was then, that telling an adult paid off. My cousin was sentenced to 18 years, for the assault of the other child. But I never got justice for my pain. Never told my story. Never got the comfort that I needed, to heal. My abuser is now a free man. He comes around the family like nothing happened. Although law states he cannot be around children, the family ignores the law and welcomes him like nothing ever happened. I am now 43 years old. I have had some setbacks and fears of being in relationships with men. I have healed myself as much as I possibly can, and will continue to do so. I hope this helps someone. The difference is, I Told Somebody. 🥺
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Child abusers, please stop and seek therapy and God.
Parents, talk with and believe your children. ❤️
Survivors, seek therapy. 💪🏽
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