Sometimes, it could be the best memories that can be slightly stained, if you just look closely. I remember when my sister told me that when we were around 14, we had a party and invited our relatives next door. My uncle was part of that crowd. She told that once, he requested she'd sit on his lap. She said when he said that, she felt so uncomfortable she avoided him all night and kept to herself in her room. I got a weird feeling about this, but I also wanted to confront him on this. I never did though. Something about him couldn't make myself stand near him, an icky feeling. Fast forward a few years, a Christmas Eve dinner. He was invited as well. I was setting up the dinner table, when I felt my arms suddenly being lifted from behind. Then, I felt a bulging feel on my back, and realized it was my uncle's fuckung stomach. What the fuck was he gonna do, i dont know. But as soon as I realized it, I pulled my arms away, and without looking back, walked to my room to not raise any suspicion around me. There was a party after all, and everyone still deserves to enjoy it. I knew he was a creep, but I didnt know it could reach to this extent.
JellyRelationships October 02, 2025 at 11:31 am00
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