grandfather attempts to molest me and my parents don’t care?

When I was in high school, I worked at a fast food restaurant in the nights and weekends. I was told a lot to bring home food for my live-in grandfather so he’d have dinner. He was an alcoholic. I don’t know where my parents were – they did go to a nearby city to fancy parties it seemed a lot. This particular night, he was bleeding as if he’d have fallen. I was home alone. I went back to give him his food when I noticed his injury. I approached him and he pulled me down on the coach and started grabbing at me. He said things like ‘you know you do things with your boyfriend so do them with me’. Oh my god I never wrote that out before or said it out loud. I’m ready to vomit right now.

So I called my sister right away, who lived across the country at the time. Why did I have to do that? I also called my boss at the fast food restaurant and I started driving away. I came back since he was injured. My sister called the neighbors. This was about 11:30pm by now. The ambulance came and took him to ER. Someone called my mom and dad and they drove a couple hours to come home. When the parents came home, they didn’t even ask how I was. It was never mentioned again.

~ by dysfunctionalfamily on January 1, 2008.