Sometime around here I realized for the first time that abuse had occurred - something called 'sexual abuse' - and it also occurred to me that he might do it again. I became hypervigilant and protective of others I thought might become victims - I remember thinking I shouldn't let Abby be alone with him.
I thought that it was too late to tell my mom. I didn't want my mom to be all alone because of me.
Also: sometime around here, age 10 (I presume before the realization of abuse, but I'm not sure), I remember coming awake for the first time... as in, self-aware. I became aware of being aware of myself. I remember I was outside, swinging and playing in the sun. I felt it as a strange and unique moment.