The Mistake we All do!

"If you want to know how to use the mouse let me show you" said Uncle Rafel. I was seven years old. As Uncle Rafel is the single child he got everything. My Grandmother and his mother were sisters. My father always left me in his home. I didnt have any one to play. Everyone was way too older to play with me. When i heard Uncle bought a computer, i was so excited. I have only heard about it in books from the childrens library. I was running to his home which is only a few blocks away from my fathers home.

"Wait for us" i heard a voice. It was my aunts kids. We were so excited to see what a computer really is. Uncle was in his room with the computer screen on. We barged in and as the eldest of the gang of three i said like a queen " We are here to see your precious computer". He gave us a smile and asked one of us to sit in the computer chair. I sat and looked at the others as if i was sitting on a thrown. Uncle came near me taught me about monitor anf keyboard. I had my palms on tge entire time because it was so satisfying to move the thing. He came ven closer to me and told me that he will show me how to use the mouse.

He kept his right hand on my hand and started to move. But suddenly his left hand was touching my breast. When i cried of pain he said it was the way to use one and started to press my breast harder. I was in pain. But i couldn't say anything. Tears starts to roll down my cheek and i stood up and grabbed my cousins hand and left there.

I wanted to tell my parents. But they have their own problems. I didn't want to create a new one.

My parents fought everytime. I was just invisible to them. They always start fighting with the small issues and ends up bringing each others family.

A thousand thoughts came to my mind. What if they start arguing after i tell them that uncle hurt me without any reason? My father will defend uncle because he always did stand with his family. My mother will offend my father for leaving me in the midst of all boys.

Shoul i tell them?