It was my fault... EVERYTHING

I told the devil when I was 3 that I didn't like boys, I liked girls... I don't remember everything I said. I didn't know how to explain how I was feeling, or even understand how I felt... But I tried to tell him. Well He got pissed, yelled at me, cussed at me, told me not to be Gay... I Didn't even know what Gay meant... Before I told him he was touching me and stuff... after he was done yelling at me, He Raped me (that was the first time.) and after that He kept raping me, and it got worse and worse, and worse... It was my fault, If I wouldn't have told him, he might have waited longer to rape me, he might have waited until I was a little older...  It was all my fault! </3 :'C