Melissa's Survival Story

When I was about 5 years old my dad began molesting me. I waited until I could get a moment alone with my mom and tryed my best, being only 5 and not knowing how to explain what happened, to tell my mom what he had done. She burst into tears when she realized what I was trying to tell her... she confronted my father and he denied it... and said that I had just heard it at school and was trying to get attention... she beleived him and totally dismissed the idea from her mind..... My dad, later, told me not to say anything to anyone, because my mom would cry again and they would take him to prison and I'd never see him again....

He continued to molest me, one time I made him promise he wouldn't do it anymore but he just kept right on... My mom almost caught him a few times, but he just made up some excuse and she'd accept it. I finally told a counselor at school when I was 10... they called my mom and a social worker. My mom cried all day. The social worker set up a camera and made me show her what my dad did, using baby dolls and teddy bears... it was humiliating.

I went to stay with a friend for a few weeks and my dad turned himself in and confessed to everything. The newspaper in my town published an article about him and they gave out his name and how old the child was he molested... so it wasn't hard for people to figure out who the victim was... Everyone at school and church knew.

My Aunts and Uncles wouldn't let their children be alone with me for even a minute... they always watched to make sure I didn't get a chance to tell tham what had happened... They had told my cousins that my mom and dad had got into a fight and that he had left and didn't come back....

My brother was really upset and kept telling me that I was lying and the only reason dad had confessed was so I wouldn't get in trouble for lying.

Everyone blamed my brothers bad behavior on his "losing his dad". People from church would take him out to eat, let him stay at their house over night, and take him out for various fun activities... I used to ask if I could come along but they'd just shake their heads and say " No, this is for your brother, he lost his father, you still have your mom". So what? Doesn't he still have a mom too? Didn't I lose my dad too? They all thought that it was so easy for me.

My dad was sentenced 6 years in prison, the original sentence was lowered because I told them I didn't want him to go away that long.

When I was about 11 years old my mom started dating a man name George. He didn't act a thing like my dad and I never thought he'd be like him, but one night he came over to my mom's apartment while she was at work. I told him she wasn't home but she would be soon, and let him come inside to wait. I hardly remember what happened all I know is somehow we ended up in the bedroom... we we're talking and he started to drink some beer that he had brought with him. Then he started to touch me... I told him to stop but he didn't... he kept asking "does that feel good?" I kept telling him it didn't and even tried telling him that it hurt but he didn't stop... then I guess I started to black it out because all I remember after that is staring at the ceiling and trying not to feel anything... When he finally stopped he said " Oh, don't worry I do it to Morgan too." (Morgan was his 4 year old daughter...) Like saying that was supposed to make what he did right or something....

I know he did that for a period of about a week.. but I can't remember anything he did but the first time... just deep down I KNOW that it happened... I just can't remember...

I never told anyone about what George did till just recently. I was afaid noone would beleive me because of what my dad had done... About a month ago I saw George at my work.... He came right up to my cash register... I was so scared... I just wanted to curl up in a corner and cry... I don't think he recognized me thankfully...

After that I realized I needed to tell someone.... I am 16 now and 8 months pregnant.... I had wanted to get all this with George and court done with before my baby was born but it doesnt look like it is going to be over anytime soon.

It still gets hard for me to deal with sometimes... Sometimes I just want to call up my dad and ask him all the questions that burn inside.. Why did you do this to me??? How could you find a 4 year old girl, your own daughter at that, attractive?! Didn't you ever think about what you we're doing to me?

I wish I could ask George too, why, if he knew what my dad had done to me, still went ahead and did what he did....

Well my story is still going even now, I just went to meet the prosecutor last week and he says that Morgan is saying George never layed a hand on her.... and I also found out that he molested a little girl named Nakita. He is currently being charged with 2 counts of 1st degree C.S.C. for Nakita and 2nd one count of 2nd degree C.S.C. for me... Nakita is having trouble talking to the prosecutor... and they say that if she doesn't talk that I will have to get up on the witness stand, in front of George and everyone, and testify.... They are also saying that if it does come to that they may have to drop the 2 counts of 1st and just charge him with me.... I'm afraid now that my story will not be enough to convince the court of what he's done... I almost wish I could remember so I could tell them and make them beleive...

As you can see this story is not yet finished.... I will write more for you after my next court date if I find out more...

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