Everyone knew and did nothing.

Trigger Warning*

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My grandfather was a serial pedophile. I do not remember when it started with me, but the first memory that comes to mind is around the time I started kindergarten. I can clearly remember the pain and the feeling of being dirty and scared that day as he sent me back into the house ahead of him. He stayed outside for a while. I think he was waiting to see if I was going to say anything. I was…