I've been sexually abused since my early childhood. It started when i was 5 with my grandpa. We went to visit my grandpa every other weekend along with 3 of my other female cousins. He started molesting us. One at a time he would call us into his room for what he called "our special time". It was only a little touching at first then became alot more. Making me undress. Putting his hands inside places they didn't belong and having me perform favors for him. I knew what was happening wad wrong but i was a little girl and wad afraid to tell. This went on for a couple of years until i was 7. At that time he would let complete strangers stay the night in the room next to where us girls would sleep. One night one of those men decided to come into our room. I was asleep until i heard someone crying and felt my nightgown being pulled up and my panties being pulled off. I tried to wriggle put of the way but i couldn't. My cousin was next to me curled up into a ball. I started to try to scream but he put his hand over my mouth. He then parted my legs and began. This was the worst night of my life. I don't remember how long this went on but when it was over i just laid there. When i realized what happened i went to the bathroom to clean up. I was a mess. Had to change my clothes. I will never forget this night. I am now 32 years old and still have nightmares. They feel so real. I've never really seen anyone about this and haven't really told anyone till this day. I've just tried to forget it but every once in a while i still relive the memory.