Rape
Ray was twelve years old. His mother was now married to some asshole that had gotten her knocked up. Ray kept a secret from his mother; Every Friday, while Ray's mother was away, stripping and blowing guys for money, Ray's new "dad" would take him down to the basement, rocking him back and forth in his favorite rocker, humming to the tune of The National Anthem, both of them completely nude. Once the song was over, he'd carry Ray over to the pool table, and put that... thing inside of him, while Ray screamed and begged for someone, anyone, to make it stop. It was around this time when Ray's stepfather would pull Ray's hair back, and finish. Ray soon stopped believing in God, because he was never there when Ray prayed for all of this shit to stop, but it never did.