We’re cousins. You started to touch me when I was 5. I never asked you to. I never said yes. I tried to swat you away, but you kept going. Every summer I’m forced to sleep in the same bed as you. You reached your hand up my shirt and held my 5 year old (non-existent) chest while you slowly pulled down my shorts. I tried to push you away but you wouldn’t stop. You’ve always been stronger than me. I should’ve screamed. I should have told someone. I never said no… does that mean I wanted it? Does that mean I consented? Was it actually rape?