5 years old...yeesh

So, you can tell it's going to be a fun story by the title...(sarcasm)

Well, I was 5, she was 10. She was my aunt, we were visiting for my upcoming birthday I think. We were "friends" so they didn't worry when we were alone together for a long time. (Not a good decision) she did a lot of bad stuff but she asked me if I wanted to do the thingy. And I was FRICKING 5, I didn't know I was overwhelmed. I was used to not saying no to older people. So just got nervous and was like "nah or course not" (not exact words) and she did the thingy type of the thing. Multiple days it happened multiple times. I was terrified that I would get in trouble too if I told for that so I shut my mouth. It's been about a decade and no one in my family knows still. Only about 4 friends know that I was sexually assaulted when I was 5. Only one knows who did it and none knows more than that. It really sucks when your family still talks about that person and you have to act fine, or when they say they want to "go back home" and that means you'll meet that person again. I think the worst is when my mom says something like "omg yeah, her whole family tried to f*ck eachother. Disgusting right?" And I'm just like "yeah.." like I wasn't accidentally apart of that and my mom just indirectly called me disgusting and I'm dying of the memory. That's the main one that hurts and bothers me. But I've went through more in middle School. I may make another one of these for that story. Thank you, bye.