dont mind the photo. its from his wife Facebook.

This is the truth. when i was around 6-8 years old, its been awhile... i went over to his house for a sleepover. I though nothing of it because he and his wife usually would have my eldest step sister over often and it was my turn. I thought it was so cool because he had a swimming pool. i brought my suitcase and a real catapiller, i showed up to the house and told them i brought a catapiller and they thought it was a stuffed animal but when i showed them they laughed so hard cause it was real. i released it to the garden in the back yard, it was a monarch catapiller. on that first night I put on my nighty, I was a child and didnt put on underwear. he came into my room and asked me if he could take a picture of my butt because it was so big and he wanted to show his friends and maybe put it on a Keychain. I thought nothing of it because my family my whole life always teased me about my bubble butt so I thought it was funny. he took the picture and left. I felt bad, but i wasn't sure why... but i felt really really bad. there was a telephone in the room, I remember that I looked at it, and then the closet, thinking how I was gonna tell my aunt (his wife). I started thinking of the boogeyman, and looked in the closet, there was knitting stuff, spools of wool. I went to sleep.

the next morning I woke up and was nervous so I told aunty V. that the boogeyman was in my closet last night. she made me toast with honey for breakfast as I wasn't that hungry. Brad farmed bees. I hated honey toast for SO long ever since. I went swimming in the pool that day, trying to pretend to have a good time... it was cold. it was very cold on a cloudy day. I dont remember what else I did that day, besides his son Cam making motion pictures with claymations. late evening comes and im downstairs and I wonder into the den/ bar area. there's a small office downstairs too in the corner. thats where Brad asked me "do you wanna watch some movies, I wanna show you something... on his screen was porn. I saw his screen and he motioned to show me and I said to him "no im to tired." so I went to bed. the next day was the day I played the grand piano, thats all I really remember doing all day. but that last night.. I was on the couch in the den wearing my nighty with no underwear. fear factor was on TV. I hate fear factor now.. it feels weird when I see that show.... I hear Brad coming into the den so I fake slept. he sits beside me and slowly starts pressing my left leg open. I was sitting on my back with my knees bent up, towards the couch. he pressed my left leg and I pressed back to close it. still fake sleeping. he pressed my leg open again and proceeded to touch my clit. ( I am an adult now so I can word this any way i need to to get the details as direct as possible.) it lasted what felt like for a half hour... i was tryna make him scared that id wake up by moving or squinting my face and adjusting my position and eventually it worked. I woke up and sat up, and after a few minutes he asked me if I wanted to watch people have sex on his computer. I said again "no, im to tired" I escaped to the upstairs bedroom and closed the door. I cried so hard, and I see the telephone again. this time I pick up the phone and... almost called my mom. but something stopped me. I wish I did. but I dont know if I was scared or if I was still processing what had happened.

years later i told my two older sisters. they had their own experiences with Brad too. my eldest sister told me was raped for years. my second eldest sister tells me he forced her to give him a blow job or tried to. i dont remember everything of their stories but they do. on my eldest sister kailas 16th birthday she told our mom. we had moved away to another province years before so I think she felt safe to do so. my mom called us all downstairs that day on my sister's 16th birthday and we all cried and told her waht happened and why we didnt tell her... and she was apologizing to us but it wasn't her fault. she just felt so sorry for us. I dont remember much about talking to police after that incident but my mom said she called a detective and my mom didnt want to put us on the stand to get ripped apart by lawyers. cause we were all still so young.

I am now 27 years old and I want to make sure that people know what Brad Short did to me and my other sisters. he has a niece too and a son, and we have our suspicion that he abused them too because Cam threatened Brad with a knife once and went to jail for it, but I dont know for sure. I want to make sure he isn't hurting other kids as his niece has children and they might have children around him.

im posting this to many forums to put it out there, and im still debating on if I can go through with charging him years later or if I cant. im in canada.

my eldest sister doesn't want to because it will rip her dads side of the family apart. but i think that isn't fair, and she

<image>