“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!’

When I started secondary school, I was encouraged to start to find a household and spiritual support for myself, apart from my family.

I’d stayed at other community houses without my parents previously and it seemed exciting to go to other places at the weekends, staying up late, evangelising.

A number of sisters invited me to different community houses but I enjoyed staying at one house in particular because my friend also stayed there weekends.

Having no access to money at the time, the Elder of the house offered me a small sum of money to go to the park over the road and buy an ice cream – such luxury! While he was giving me the money he took the opportunity to fondle my chest (which hadn’t developed much at that stage).

I wasn’t at all sure what had happened, just that it was weird and made me feel uncomfortable. I didn’t tell my parents.

It was only when I heard a lady talking about her own experience of abuse on the radio that I fully understood what had happened.

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