ok, I found something. I remembered that i had left something, written something, left myself a trail if you like. And I found it.
A book old tattered that I used to read and keep under the bed. I have looked at it many times thinking that there was something about it. Inside the back pages i had written words and then scrubbed them out, They said 'I love kisses'. I remember erasing them after I was attacked. Also on the front cover was a squiggle and all of a sudden I knew what it was, I had written the word sex in a picture doodle, I was 5 years old. I had read the book with one of my attackers and he had drawn on it in pencil, a picture of a willy. I had tried to rub it out but it's still there. I've looked at this book my whole life and how could I have not seen.It is there and there is more elsewhere, my papertrail.oh boy.
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