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At times my brother, who slept in the same room, would spot me during this process. His bed was at a normal height. I would make him into my accomplice by quietly gesturing him to keep quiet. He always played along.

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I can't even now say I am completely sure he did something in that memory, what do you think? Does it sound like something happened? I called a professional once, and she said I should trust my feelings. Mums sister is now living in another city and doesnt have access to the children like she use to, but Ima make sure my other sister knows. Im scared so scared, if the children are hurt because I have said nothing all these years.................... Out of nowhere, I would jump from behind her bed and scream. As you can imagine, this caused quite a reaction. It scared the hell out of her, time and time again.But as time went by, I slowly began to wonder....a brother and sister in love is seen as disturbing. But why? Besides the only feelings that I felt, what else makes a sexual relationship so stigmatized? Is this issue really as forbidden as we sometimes make it seem, or could this type of thing actually be....okay? What if we're violating the rights to love? My family is unfortunately not doing as well. We live in a three bedroom apartment. I let my 15 year old sister have her own bedroom, my parents have their own room, and my two sisters (12 and 9) share a bedroom but have different beds. I clearly remember that the day after I had this weird feeling when I went to the toilet. I felt something wasn't right. I might have had some discharge too, but can't remember that exactly (sorry for the details, but it is important for my understanding). I had heard about a certain theory that had caught my interest. Supposedly, you dream of the things that you hear around you during your sleep. This was a fascinating concept. It would mean, that you could influence what others dream about. That was even more exciting than lucid dreaming. I decided to test if it worked. Great thought went into what word I would use. I thought about using a boy’s name from her school, but this was too big a risk. She might not want to share that with me the next day. It should be a word that normally wouldn’t necessarily be in her dreams, but would be very recognizable.

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If you come across any egregious bugs or typos, please let me know. I try to proofread and play-test thoroughly, but I'm only one person and things can slip past me. So, all of the kids viewed his penis and more during this training period and I am not aware if any of them are scarred by this or not. I do know that children can be manipulated by others into exposing themselves and more and then when they stop the child sometimes cannot and they keep repeating things whether it be exposing themselves or touching themselves or others. They are too young to understand right from wrong really and only know that there brain is telling them to do things (urges). Well, there is some exposure right there. I don't know if that was the beginning of other things happening to her or not. If you ask her she might tell you of other things happened that she remembers.

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I have memories that I started to see in a new light. One time I was lying on my dad's tummy watching tv (he had a big, soft tummy that I liked to use as a pillow). He put his hand down his pants and I thought he was scratching himself. I must have been like 8-10 yo then. He kept doing it, and I wanted him to stop. Afterwards he had a wet spot on his pants, and I remember laughing cos I thought he had peed his pants. He just grinned when I laughed.. It took me many years to understand what really happened.. Because I always thought he had pied his pants.. Then I had this realization that omg, it wasn't pee at all. Disappointed with this new piece of information, I decided to confide in her. I told her of my fantastic experiment. She didn’t seem quite as enthusiastic. Clearly, she just wasn’t the kind of person who would recognise the value and beauty of a good science experiment when it is right in front of her. My sister was lying in bed. She was already dozing off, when suddenly she heard someone hissing into her ear. She opened her eyes, bewildered. Fyi, she is 8 years older than me, and it started when she was like 14 up until she was 18. So I was 6 when it started for her).