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Sexual Assault in my own bed

I was messing around with my ex. I know I shouldn’t have but my friends told me to have fun be a teenager. So I was doing just that. We were friends with benefits. Most of it was just kissing and touching. It was the day that my parents were gone. I invited him over. I knew that it was a booty call but I didn’t want to have sex I just wanted to mess around. I let him in and we went to my room. He took his shirt off and we started kissing. When he reaches for my boobs I told him no. That I don’t want to have sex. He didn’t want to hear anything I said. Next thing I know I am laying on the bed with his crushing weight on top of me. I remember every little detail. From his weight on me to the feeling of his tongue down… Continue reading »

Rape

The Closet K.M.B. It was 1986. I was 19. I had a fake I.D. that I bought from the back of The Rolling Stone magazine. I was obsessed with Samantha Fox’s song, “Touch Me”. It was also the year that I was raped in a closet, in my hometown. It was a chilly Friday night in November. My best friend and I had decided to go out earlier than normal. We had hoped to be back in a few hours and catch Miami Vice. She had the young girl infatuation on Tubbs. I had one on Crockett. We entered one of our favorite bars and I was immediately approached by a man I had never seen before. In hindsight, this should have been a red flag. Our town was small and we knew virtually everyone. He told me his name was Guy. He said he had come down for the weekend to join some buddies… Continue reading »

Twice

At school I was never taught about consent. I never actually realised to the extent of how little respect that society has for women and their bodies till the day my recent ex boyfriend told me that I was my fault that I was raped, because I didn’t stop it. I shouldn’t have to use brute force to stop a boy from penetrating me when I already told him no. A 17 year old girl who was never taught about consent didn’t realise at the time that rape isn’t the glamorised being pinned down in a dark alley way by a strange scary pervert at night. It is in fact that drunk boy at a party who was pushy. Part of me did think at that time that it was my fault I wasn’t aggressive enough towards him to stop. That is wrong in so many ways. I own my own body so I should… Continue reading »

Time To Tell

February 21st, 2017 . I (15) got into a friends car(17) . he was high as a kite. we drove through my town just fooling around like teens do. we went down this road i asked him to turn around and take me home because i had a strange feeling. he said everything was fine not to worry. The road was a dead end. he parked the car and we were making out, he asked if i wanted to have sex i said no. He then pinned me down to the seat, i couldn’t move, i froze. i was screaming,yelling; “Please stop” “i don’t want to”. he didn’t listen. after that he took me home. i got ready for a cheer event and went as everything was normal. It wasn’t till a few days later it finally hit me , what had happened but by then it was too late. he has done it to… Continue reading »

3 balls, striking

#MeToo Posting with friends. I was Date raped by 3 boyfriends in a row who got tired of waiting for me. Eventually, I found a guy who waited for me, and we had a good relationship.

Am i being raped?

My married was in trouble.. When my high school friend asked me to meet him, i agreed. We talked, went for beers and he brought me to some club and he end up holding my hands and hug me and drive me home. Tried to kiss me but i pulled him away because i stil can think clearly. I felt happy, guilty being wanted which i didnt feel for a quite long time. So the next day when he asked to see me again, i agreed. We went to his apartment but all i wanted to do is to be with him, nothing more. Then he started to kiss me, and ask for sex. I told him no because i have a husband. One thing led to another and all of the sudden he started to undress me.. My lips said no repeatedly but i did nothing. And we did it. My mind messed up… Continue reading »

I want to Call it what it IS!

I am a Business Major at a prestigious University in Eastern Pennsylvania. I do drink, not usually too heavy, and only on the weekend. This weekend, I had a mixed drink that was stronger than it seemed. I went over my, I thought, friend’s apartment, and had a beer to get the taste out of my mouth. I collapsed on the couch, unfortunately, I didn’t pass out. He took my clothes off. As he did, I couldn’t stand up, and all I could think of was say “NO” over and over. He did not “Take Advantage” That sounds like a foxy business deal! “Against my Will” sounds like I was Waffling. Did he Talk me Into it? It was Rape. He Raped me, because I was too drunk to resist. Not only did I not Consent, he Raped me while I said NO. He held me down the whole time and Raped me. He listened… Continue reading »

Denial

On October 29 2016 I was raped after a Halloween party. I had gone back a dorm with my friend and the guy she had been seeing, I was very intoxicated at the time. I stupidly had a threesome with my friend and the guy. After a little while my friend had gone into the main area for some reason, I can’t remember why, I walked in on them making out in the room, I told my friend that Mark*, the guy she was talking to, wanted her to come back to his room, she went back into the room and when I tried to leave his suitemate, I think his name was Brett*, grabbed me and started to kiss me. I remember trying to leave to but sense I had just had sex with Mark and was intoxicated, I had not put clothes back on when I went to find her. He took advantage… Continue reading »

Me too.

I was seventeen. I remember this night like it happened a few hours ago except its a blur. I had just graduated from high school and it was the summer going into my freshman year of college. I went to a party with my three best friends. I remember there was a lot of people at the house. People of all grades were there. There was drugs: marijuana, cocaine, and pills. Its not where I belonged I had never done any kind of drug or smoked anything in high school. I remember having a beer and the next thing I know I was slumped on the couch with a gas mask on my face. I stood up so fast I collapsed and hit my head on the end of a table. My best friends who were there had also been drinking. Two of them had left with their boyfriends. I woke up on the couch… Continue reading »

“Me too” On Facebook

Recently, there’s been a lot of people posting “me too” on social media. That statement is supposed to show others they’re not alone and reveal to the word the size of this epidemic. I can’t help but feel more alone each and every time I see a “me too” status. I feel like I already knew how bad this was. I bet there’s not a girl out there who can truthfully say they’ve never experienced some sort of sexual misconduct. I feel like posting a “me too” status is supposed to make you feel better or stronger or more helpful or supportive or… anything other than the nasty feeling it gives me every time I think about it. If I posted me to…. All three of them would see it. My ex boyfriend who started dating me when I was 14 when he was 17, the one who abused me physically and mentally for three… Continue reading »