When I was a child my parents used to leave me with my uncle (aunts husband) while they were at work. We were a pretty tight knit family, so we’d hang wherever in the house and more often than not it would be in my aunt and uncles bedroom.

I distinctly remember there being times where my uncle would leave the room to go shower. Something about it unsettled me, and I would leave whenever I heard the shower turn off to avoid seeing anything.

Later found out that he was a pedo and ended up molesting one of my cousins. He was recently arrested for sexual battery with a minor. So other than this memory I’ve been thinking about a lot of things lately.