Anonymous Story: Too Young To Know

My story starts when I was about 9-10 years old, I know for sure I was in fourth grade;
My sister and I was being babysat by a local neighborhood mom that was a church woman
and foster mom and her husband was a pastor. They always had at least 2 or 3 foster children
and then had three of their own of that I can remember. One day I was on my way to school
and one of the foster sons told his mom that he would take me to school so she could go
somewhere important, he pretended to walk me to school but redirected me through an
alley through the back of the house where you could go through the basement back door;
he put $20.00 in my pocket and told me not to tell anyone or he would kill my family if I told,
as he took me in the basement (this is where his room was, it was really dark and the dog was
lying on the floor next to the bed, he laid me down on the bed and as I struggled to get him off
of me, he began to lift up my skirt, he turned me on my backside and push himself in my butt
area and continued to do so until I bleed, he heard something upstairs and rushed me out of
the basement door and pushed me down the block and told me to go to school. I never
told anyone until I was 16 years old. That was my first encounter with a man that scared
me for the rest of my life.