I grew up with hard-working parents. They loved me and they showed me how much they cared for my brother and me. We were both young; he was the oldest, I was the youngest. Having no one else to take care of me, they put full power on my brother to protect me, and he should have protected me.... but he used his power for his own selfish ways. At the age of 6, I was being touched like a toy, like an object you can touch and then forget about. At the age of 8 and 9, he would try to manipulate me with toys, saying "do this and I will get you that." I was a child, a child at the age of 12 and he took every single ounce of my childhood. He controlled my whole middle school life. I was scared of men and I grew to dislike them; I was disgusted by them. I found out I had feelings for a girl and when he found out he was so mad he wanted to beat me up. I was scared. Sexual abuse is real, it happens, and it can kill a person slowly.