well im taking the time to say this to everyone cause the people that do know about it do not care ...except for me! i happen to know 3 child molesters in one family, yes my family. and no one cares, i always grew up hearing about my grandmothers brother (my great uncle i guess) his daughter told everyone that he was molesting and raping her, but no one believed her. i would like you to know Marla, i believe you and you dont have to put up with him no matter what anyone tells you. my grandmother would always say "well we dont know if he really did it or not" HELLO!!??!!! are you people crazy?? then she would turn around and say "just dont go in a room alone with him" and till this day i still believe that Marlas son (who she had when she was 16) belongs to her father. But does anyone care? nope! ok now for the second, when i was a child, im not even sure when it started it was just always there, i was molested by my 1st cousin till the age of 12, thats when i finally had enough nerve to tell on him. i thought it was my fault cause i had never stopped him. well when i was about 9 they moved away, and i forgot all about it...till the summer when we would go visit. but when we moved to SC (age 12) they came to visit us. my sister and me and 2 cousins were sleeping in the living room, i wake up to hear a voice in my ear whispering "lets go in the bathroom" his hand was between my legs. i was so scared i wanted to just run. so i pushed him and told him to stay away from me, then i felt i had to tell. so i got up and went into my mom and dads room, looked at them laying in the bed asleep and couldnt do it. i went into the bathroom and cried for about a half hour and finally decided to go back out, then i looked at them again and just walked out, i didnt know what to say,so i just stood outside the door......finally i felt i had no choice, i flung the door open and told them "mom...dad...Ricky was trying to mess with me" my mother said "what do you mean" then my dad jumped up and said "you know what the hell she means." i remember it so well....they kicked him out. but what came next hurt me so bad that i dont know if i could ever look at anyone in my family the same. it was forgoten. sort of the you dont talk about it and neither will i type thing. i was forced to go to famliy reunions, birthdays, holidays the whole 9. my mother once said that if anyone raped or molested any of us she would kill them. she lied, what she mean to say was if its anyone outside my family i will kill them, but if its family then i'll bring gifts. i asked her (while in an arguement) why didnt she care that he molested me, her words were, "i called over your aunts house when we went to visit and she said yall were playing cards together" that is true, but i was 15 years old, in a place that my mom and dad made me go to, i begged for days to just let me stay home and they said no. i didnt know what else to do other than go along, these were the people that raised me, people i looked up to. and none of them cared one bit. so why should i? but now for the 3rd. this took place just a few years ago, my 4 year old niece (2 at the time) my other cousin (bob) came to stay with us to go to school, he only stayed for a few months. and for some reason my niece hated him. she didnt like being around him at all, we though it was just because he bothered her all the time. well a year later, after having my niece complain about it hurting when her mommy washed her. my sister finally asked her if anyone had ever touched her there before, and she said yes bob did. when my sister told me i wanted to die, i cried just about every night for weeks. i always prayed she would never have to go through anything like that. now she will never be the same. but to beat it all, no one cared!!!!!!!!!! my mother said she didnt believe her, and everyone else just did to her what they did to Marla and me, ignored it. now these are just 3 people who have told, what about the ones that didnt?? im sure there are some, in one family, i find it discusting. now here are 3 girls whom will never be the same, our lives will always be scared. but the guys? well my uncle is a sunday school teacher, my cousin (Ricky) he recently married a young lady with 2 children. and Bob, he's still in school living life as usual. i dont know how many people will see this, but im not keeping this secret that these sick twisted people have kept for so many years~