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Bringing the Stories to Light

I am so grateful for the bravery and commitment to change that Linor has demonstrated. When watching Brave Miss World I was moved by her courage. I have been in contact with Linor and the Brave Miss World team because I am also working toward ending the silence of rape culture. I am completely agree with Linor that rape thrives in silence and as a society, together we can find our voices, tell our stories and collectively stand together to make change. The project I am heading is called bringing the stories to light. I am collecting stories from those effected by sexual abuse/ assault and am going to be making a book out of the stories. My sole intention is to raise awareness and break the silence. I would like to encourage those who resonated with Brave Miss World to consider having a look at the bringing stories to light project. You can find… Continue reading »

Remember November

November 1st of 2013, my two friends were having a Halloween birthday party. Halloween is/was my favorite holiday but now it only brings bad memories to the surface. I was 19 years old and at my friends’ party only holding a solo cup full of water. I did not drink any alcohol that night and never ever set an open drink down or out of my sight, even water. I don’t know why, but this night in particular I did. I heard someone throwing up so I set my cup down to tend to them, moments later I picked it up again and began sipping. I distinctly feeling very drowsy and then feeling like something was very wrong. Before I knew it, I woke up in a dark room and was unable to move, feeling the weight of another person on top of me. I scream and tried to fight back but my body felt… Continue reading »

Halloween Nightmare

I was raped at the age of 22 while in college. It was my senior year and all I was looking forward to was running well and making the grades in school. I was on the varsity cross country and track team for my university and when October came it was almost the end of our season. The last weekend of October I had a lot to look forward to: my last cross country meet ever and the local bar by my college would be closing on the same day. My cross country meet that day went very well and I couldn’t have asked for a better way to end my career. All I could think about when I got back to school was the halloween parties I was going to go to and how excited I was for the night. By the time the evening rolled around I was so excited. I took a… Continue reading »

Football Player

he guy who raped me was a 17 year football player & I was a 15 year virgin. I newly had been dating another boy but had kissed this football player a few times in the previous months at parties. On this night, he led me to his truck during a party. I was anxious, felt pressured and felt it was wrong because I had had a boyfriend although we weren’t having sex. It did not cross my mind that he had different ideas other than kissing. When I got into the back of truck I immediately felt uncomfortable and worried that other people might see me or notice I had left the party with him. We started kissing, then he pulled down my pants and felt him try to shove his penis into me. “No no no..stop!! I’m a virgin stop!! No!” He ignored me and kept going. Right when I felt him push… Continue reading »

I Still Blame Myself

It goes back to November 2013. I cheated on my long-term boyfriend. He didn’t find out until February of 2014. However, one of the first people I told was a male I met on my Birthright trip to Israel. I feel because I told him I cheated, he thought I was an “easy target.” I thought I was close to him, in a friend way. One night I was locked out of my room, so I went back to his room. His two other roommates were there, sleeping. This is when he took advantage of me; December 27th, 2013. I was confused and had no clue what to make of it. I didn’t know how to say no. I felt disgusting, confused, and scared, but no one knew because I still acted like we were friends. I was still confused, and I kept on being friends with him, even made out with him after the… Continue reading »

Breaking the Trust

I was raped for the first time when I was 18 by an undercover cop. I had dissed him at a college party, I was followed by cop, ambushed from behind and was raped in a back alley and left me handcuffed to a pole naked for friends to find me. I was sexually assaulted a second time by the ex husband of a woman I was dating at the time on my birth day. I was 25 this time. He barged in while I was expecting a handy man from my apartment complex. Thankfully I lived under a policeman who herd the commotion he was stopped in the act and went to jail for 6 year still serving his sentence. That same year I had a long time friend that was stationed with military in the city I now live. I had known him for 7 years, he was my late girlfriends brother, we… Continue reading »

3 Days After Arriving at College

I was 18 years old, I thought he was cute, he was big football player I was meeting people in the first week. He seemed nice he invited me to a party in his dorm. I went there were people there and drinking, we flirted, then he signaled to his friends to leave and they were gone. We started kissing and I was okay with that much. Then he stripped me I was not ok with that. He lifted me up, I was tiny and thin, he put me on him, he put me under him. He had a lot of sex with me. I kept saying no. He did not listen. I had only had sex with my high school boyfriend by then and was pretty innocent. I was so scared it was morning. I had him walk me to my dorm. I was afraid of getting raped again by someone else (seems silly… Continue reading »

7th Grade Assault

I am in 10th grade. 15 years old. It has been 3 years since my rape. I was 13, in 7th grade, still figuring myself out. During this time, I was going to a new school, a high school and middle school combined. I had recently been fitted for hearing aids, and was casted as an outsider. This school only contained 200 students, who were very close and had grown up together, none of which had any sort of disability or ailment. Therefore, I was not one of them, and in their eyes, could not be treated as such. They were cruel. Even teachers, belittling me, calling me out, asking what was wrong with me just because I couldn’t hear. There was one particular group of 11th grade boys who were especially mean. They would scream in my face, call me names, beat me. The first time they hit me, I fought back. For weeks… Continue reading »

Thank You

I was raped when I was in college. I haven’t told many people about it because I had been drinking at the time and did go home with him. I thought it didn’t count or I deserved it because I had lead him on. Watching Brave Miss World made me feel better and taught me it doesn’t matter if I was drinking or lead him on…it is still rape. It’s a shame in our societies that people feel this way, but I think what you are doing is helping change that. This documentary will be seen by so many people all over the world and help open up the eyes to the reality about rape. Thank you so much for what you do and I wish you the best.

Afraid of Being Judged

When I was 18 years old I was like a lot of young women-dating, trying out relationships, making mistakes. My biggest mistake was to trust a “friend.”. We had a passionate relationship at the start. We were both college freshman, I had a long-distance boyfriend that wasn’t working out-and we became intimate though never officially boyfriend & girlfriend. He was inexperienced, and fell in love with me very quickly. Looking back, I should have seen many aspects of his behavior for the red flags that they were: he often persisted in pressing me on things when I’d already said no many times. After our first semester, when I went home for Christmas break, and spent time away from him, I had the time to reflect on our relationship. I was no longer comfortable with it. He was in love with me, but I was not in love with him. I had not yet totally broken… Continue reading »