I just now realized it is Halloween. I went and looked out the window, and saw a few of the kids. I think my house is the only one without a porch light. I have never been able to find the switch for the light, wondering if got removed and a blank plate put in its place.
Not that it would matter, other then a violation of the probation my cousin put on me. The same bully that was on the school bus. Whose parents denied he was a bully. Do you think that at some later time they would admit it.
No matter where it came from, it was ultimately my dad who lied to her parents. Her brother was the same bully that was on the school bus, and decided my punishment was to be sexually abused by him and the other boy cousins. And the command was given that I was to stay away from all the girls or there would be more sexual abuse.
It is unknown if my uncles knew what their sons had done, but they also made sure that I stayed away from their daughters. I seem to remember something about later parties where I would be sitting next to the men and I would be sitting there while they all got a plate of food. I was usually the last one in line, when I did get in line. I think that might be wrong, no longer a line for the food.
Just generally show that I am no longer welcome there, but tolerated because I'm related. Now that I think about it, it has been over sixty years since I have spoken to any of the girls.
Note that it was not stated to stay away from their sisters, it was clear to stay away from all the girls.
had it been only what the boys had done, quite likely it would have been dismissed as him being a bully. What the fathers did seemed to reinforce the actions of the boys.
It was years later, while I was going to trade school, I had met some girls. The way I was, I was actually one of the girls.
One day my dad said he knew I was having sex with the girls, and asked if I wanted to talk about it. I said no. The following weekend, he accused me of speeding with his vehicle. I was told not to deny it as I had been seen. I was tired and wanted to get some sleep. It was made plain that I was not getting to bed until I admitted I had been speeding, and said maybe as I passed someone. My driving privileges were revoked. and I had to get an apartment close by the trade school.
Again accused of having sex with the girls and punished.
It would be years later that for some reason he had to remind me about sex with my cousin being incest. It was a lie because it never happened, the same lie that got me punished by her brother.
Again years later, I think it was after the movie Crocodile Dundee came out. He wasn't quite my nephew, but close enough. While he was visiting, he decided to grab my crouch, and then bragged to his sister that he had touched me. I freaked, the last thing I needed was a teacher finding out a high school kid touched me.
I don't know if that was the cause, but I was later holding a knife, ready to cut that thing off so I would never again be accused.
Now I know why he was looking at me so odd at the family reunion. He had touched the male parts of the girl that was in front of him.
I almost missed one. The movie my dad took me to when I was old enough. The guy on screen got castrated for not staying away from the girls like he was told to.
Michelle
