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I’m not gonna tell the story of what he did here, just the aftermath. In october I was raped by a boy I’ve been friends with for a couple years, and he forced my boyfriend and friends to watch. Yesterday I posted his name and the full story on my facebook account. He’s now threatening legal action for defamation. and I’m receiving threats from one of my “best friends.” I have to see him at school tomorrow and since all my friends believe him that I’m lying, I just know I’m going to get hurt. But I don’t regret posting it. I don’t regret speaking out. — Kat, age 19

My Nightmare

From the age of 8, I have been protecting and defending myself. Trying to keep on his good sudden so that he wouldn’t hit me the way he did mama. I just didn’t know that something worse was in store for me. One night he walked in all calm and cool and it scared me. I thought for sure that this would be the day I understood mama’s pain, but that pain never came. God! How I wish I would have felt that pain instead of this. I was too afraid to fight, but even when I did I wasn’t strong enough to get him from on top of me. As an 8 year old little girl I witnessed what it felt like to be raped by a grown man, someone I trusted none the less. It didn’t stop there though. He came in my room every night with that sick question, front or back?… Continue reading »

He said I wanted it

I was 17 when I was raped. I was at a school function when a guy I knew as one of my school mates older brother approached me. Being in a verbally abusive relationship at the time, I liked the fact he was speaking nicely to .,me and was acting decent. Eventually I noticed it was getting dark, and he offered me a ride. I was naive, I was trusting and some say I was foolish. He got his friend and they drove me to somewhere secluded. The doors had child locks on the doors and windows. I was not above throwing myself out the door while in motion. He and his friend took turns raping me and sodomizing me. I don’t know how long it lasted it felt like forever. My screams seemed to excite them more. I didn’t fight back, because I was held immobile and looking back I was in shock, and… Continue reading »

Him or Me

When I was 15 I was in a foster home. The couple was planning on adopting me. I was so excited to finally have a real family. A friend of their’s past away and her husband was in the army so they took in her son while his dad finished his deployment. J was 2 years older than me and pretty nice at first. My parents went out of town for just one night like they did a lot for medical reasons. They left the two of us at home. Late that evening he came into my room and asked me to have sex when him. I told him to get out, that he was making me uncomfortable and I had a boyfriend. He said he did not care and he raped me. I was so confused and broken at first. My whole world turned upside down. My best friend Manny who I had confided… Continue reading »

It’s still happening

This past December I was raped by a guy from my school. I went to his place and he raped me on his couch 4 separate times. I didn’t know where I was and neither was I able to use my phone because it had died. 2 months later, my dad made me think about him less, because he started doing it. My dad makes an effort to touch my body and force himself on me, since Feb 12. I got really drunk last week and my dad started feeling on my body and he would take off my clothes. All I wanted to do was sleep, but my dad wanted sex, and I told him I didn’t want him to do it and he stopped and started doing it again. He won’t stop at all, and he would talk to me like it was mutual.

I Blame Myself

I’ve never really came around to tell many people about my story, only because I’m always too embarrassed to repeat the horrid things that happened this night, but I think it’s time to finally share it. A couple of years ago, it was my senior year in high school. Everything was going to be perfect, it was my last year and I was going to be able to experience what it was like to finally have senior privileges. This year I was given a lot more freedom than what I usually had, and I’ve honestly never been the party type, but I wanted to try out new things. Some guys texted me of a hangout that was going down, and I dragged my bff to go check it out with me. Once we stepped into the house, there was no girls in sight, so of course we thought it was awkward. My bff thought we… Continue reading »

Sexual Abuse

I was 18 years old and started working in a night club. One of the bouncers took a liking to me. Before I knew it we hit it off. He was 32. After a month of seeing each other, I moved in with him. Little did I know what I was in for. It began with small acts. He would say things to degrade me, question myself and always believe that I was wrong. Then one day after we got into a fight. He accused me of chatting on him because he seen me shave my legs in the shower. I went to walk out the house and he followed me down the stairs and rapped me. It wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last. He like to chock me. Eventually I lost my job due to being so stressed and depressed all the time and I told a friend I couldn’t… Continue reading »

Okay, Not Okay

Last January was the first anniversary for me since I was sexually assaulted for the first time in my life. I am straight, and I was assaulted by my female friend. Though I want to/feel that I need to share what had happened to me last year, I barely remember the details of the incident. I only remember the story just because I told my another friend what happened briefly, and I only remember what I have told to them. And it goes like this- I went to a house party, where we never had alcohol/drug. It was just a welcoming atmosphere chill party with less than 10 students at my friend’s house. On my way back to campus, the driver who was also a friend of me, raped me in the forest. I have no idea/memory how and what she actually did to me, how I got back, how I spent 3 months after… Continue reading »

I Repressed Everything… Until Now

I was fourteen and had already lost my virginity to a guy I barely knew, liked, or cared about. I was never one of those girls who saw themselves saving it until marriage. Knowing what I know now, I believe my first sexual assault happened much earlier in my life from my father, but I don’t remember any details so all I can do is speculate. At this point in my life I had already turned to alcohol and drugs as a constant coping mechanism, so when a friend of a friend invited me to a college party I agreed immediately. He was nineteen and a couple towns away from me. I told my dad I was spending the night with a friend and I’d be back the following afternoon. I walked the few blocks to the school, where we had agreed to have him pick me up. I couldn’t wait to get drunk, and… Continue reading »

Too drunk to remember

I was at a gathering at a friend’s house when I was 15 with around 10 people from school. Throughout the night, one guy began to show some interest in me by trying to put his hands up my shorts and grabbing my breasts and I just continued to remove his hands from my body. The more he drank, the more aggressive he got and the more I drank, the more I allowed it. He followed me into the toilet and after we had both washed our hands I asked him to do up my zip. He pulled down my whole outfit and left me standing in nothing but a bra and I froze. He put his fingers inside of me as he fell on to me, pushing me up against the wall. I was suffering with an eating disorder at the time and was very petite and he was almost twice my size. Thankfully… Continue reading »