< Translator’s note: The original formatting of the stories has been preserved. The translations aim to remain as close as possible to each author's original wording and expression.

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I was visiting my grandma. I was 5. My cousin was also there and called me to come with him behind the house, where he first got a candy out and then showed his genitalia and asked if I’d like to get the candy. I got scared and ran away to the house. After that, I never talked to the bastard again. I got the courage to tell someone only when I turned 16. I told my mom.

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Anonymous author; story shared in 2022 as part of the campaign “16 Days of Activism Against Gender-Based Violence.”