It was a hot July evening
Sitting on the couch,
Relaxed and tired
Never knowing what.

Two othes away
Talking in secret
Of things everyone
Would eventually know

A stirring began
Others came
Confusion filled
It comes now

As the news was spoken
Almost too numb to feel.
Understanding would come later.

The others panic
Fear controlling them
Everyone wanted to know why
Everyone wanted to know how

It was a hot July evening
Relaxing on the couch
That changed my life
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I wrote this about my perspective of when my sister came out and told everyone my cousin has molested her. I didn't fully understand at the time what happened. But now I know all too much.