My uncle lenny was always normal enough, not that I liked him very much.... When I was young my father left me, so ive never really be able to be close with men, I have trust issues, only with men. I remember seeing him in the Van with my aunt and three cousins, and hiding until he left. Everytime he'd see me he'd always rub my head and fuck up my hair, plus he made me uncomforable.. Something about his long black greasy hair, and dark brown eyes that always made my skin crawl.
The only man i'd had ever trusted, loved and cared for was my grandfather, he was the best man in the whole world, and I loved him so much.
Anyways, back to uncle lenny, that man was awkward around my family, and the way he looked at other women when we were out made me sick. Something in hi eyes when he stared at them wasn't like other men though, it was different, evil, and deathly kind of.. All in all, I avoided that man as much as i possibly could.
