Being 7

7 years old. I was travelling with my grandfather and my twin sister on a train from Mumbai to Bidar. on the upper berth of the non Ac compartment, was a short bearded man who asked me if I knew how to play the "dots game". As a child I wanted to learn the game and teach It to my friends. I remember what I was wearing. Long shorts, knee length with a white and light blue collared t-shirt. With every dot I connected the man would touch a part of my body, and soon the touching escalated. I am not comfortable  with talking about what happened next. I remember liking the pleasure until the set in. Soon after, my twin was also on the upper berth with the short bearded man. I remember the smell and I remember the pain.