When Childhood Ends – prompt by The Daily Post

When Childhood Ends

Write about a defining moment in your life when you were forced to grow up in an instant (or a series of instants).


When I was 15 years old, chronologically still a child, even though I never really felt like a child, I suddenly had to GROW up. I was always older than my age and this incident took away the rest of my innocence.

I babysat every weekend for this couple with three kids. The oldest was 13 and old enough to babysit, but they didn’t want to tie him down. They wanted him to be with his friends.

Well he, and his friend, tried to rape me one night. I had to gather my strength and fight off two males larger than me. I was very petite, never hit 5 foot and only weighed about 80 pounds at the time. I fought like my life depended on it. I finally got away after kicking and punching and whatever it took (I like to forget that night), I grabbed the other 2 small children and locked myself in the bathroom til they left.

They had to leave because mom and dad would be home soon. I brought the kids out, put them to bed and then the parents returned home.

I never said a word to his parents or my parents. The next day at school they started to destroy my reputation. I grew up real fast.

I had to see him all the time because we were in band together even though we weren’t in classes together because of our age and our different paths in life.

I see him on FaceBook. I irrationally had the thought to see if he would be my friend, but I did that during my manic phase and when I calmed down I knew that would be a big mistake. I just ignore his picture when I see it come up. We have mutual friends though.


About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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7 Responses to When Childhood Ends – prompt by The Daily Post

  1. Margret says:

    sorry for that horrible experience…one day he will paid his duties…I do believe in karma


    • Tessa says:

      Thank you Margret. I too, believe in Karma. His picture now makes him look like an old man and he was younger than me. I am 58 so he is about 56, but his looks went. He was a cute kid at 13. Not a good looking man.


  2. Anna says:

    I’m so sorry that you had to endure such a horrible thing. Thank you for having the courage to share.

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  3. Thank you for sharing this. I now pray you can have the courage to completely leave this incident behind you. You are a new creation in Christ and He has wiped the slate clean. My prayers for peace are with you.


  4. handikwani02 says:

    Tessa Iam sorry that you had to deal with such a traumatic experience, I admire your decision for not telling and for fighting for yourself and not harmed. My prayer is that you can completely wipe this experience from your mind and be at peace with yourself.


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