I remember a meeting with 2 elders when I was 14 (an unbaptized publisher) because of some random vague memories I was having about an uncle when I was a child....I did not blame or accuse him of doing anything, since I didn't actually recall anything in detail..
I mentioned this bad feeling to my mother, and only to my mother, and she must of told the elders. The next day they were in my living room, sitting me down, and telling me how WRONG it was of me to slander a baptized brother, that making accusations was a serious thing, and not to do so unless I had concrete proof or memories of something happening to me.
I did not accuse anyone! I tried to tell them, but they kept at me, it felt like the interrogationt lasted for over a hour. I was scared & humiliated and I remember sinking into the back of the couch, wanting to disappear within myself. After that, I did not trust to tell an older person, or my mother with my secrets.