Shane

Shane was a year older than me. He lived down the street when we lived on California Street. 

His dad built him an amazing two story treehouse. I used to go over there to play. 

One Summer, when I was eight or nine, he showed me his penis. Asked me if I wanted to touch it. 

I WAS EIGHT OR NINE…

Tell me why my whole life has been about sex. Abuse. Assault. 

Age 0-1. Age four. Age eight. Age thirty one. Age forty one. Age forty two. Age forty three. 

When I was a baby, I was left with a “family friend” and his girlfriend, twice. I know, deep inside, they did something to me. I can only imagine…