So when I was 6 I stayed at our moms friends house when she was away because she was deployed but that was also my brother's best friend at the time. My brother and his friend would sleep in the same room and I didn't like the girls they were mean but his friend was always nice to me, so I wanted to sleep in there room so they agreed he had the bed where you could pull another one out so I slept on the bottom one and they slept on the top one we fell asleep watching SpongeBob right and at the time the boy was 9 and my brother was 8 but I was asleep and I woke up to someone lifting the bottom of my pants up and rubbing my calf and then slowly going up further up I tried to say why are you touching me I'm trying to sleep but he covered my mouth and said be quiet and I won't tell and I'll let you swim tomorrow in the pool. I loved swimming in the pool and I was already scared because he was touching me and I couldn't move he kept doing it but before he could go further my brother woke up and he acted like he woke up and said to my brother why did you push me down there and I laid there closing my eyes because I was scared he would do it again and then I told his mom but he said I let him do it but she brushed it off and said he was playing around and for me not to worry