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I Trusted Him

I was 15 at the time. He was 17. We had been dating for about six months, when he started to ask for sex. Being young I would say no. He would accept it normally. Sometimes he would touch me in places I didn’t want to be touched. I would say stop and he would. Things would go back as they had been. It was a Friday night and we were at his friends house for his b day party. I had to go use the bathroom, so I went upstairs. He followed me and told me he wanted to show me something. I said okay. And he lead me into his friends bed room. He closed and locked the door behind us and u said what are you doing?! He said do you want to have sex with me? I said no. He said well if you loved me you would want to make… Continue reading »

Relationship does not equal consent

I had been with my boyfriend for 6 months, and he was starting to distance himself from the relationship. When we made out he always tried to take things further but I wasn’t ready. In an attempt to save the relationship from ending, I told him I wanted to do it. It would be my first time. He took care of everything, but on the way to the motel I started panicking and regretting my decision. He got angry, told me it wasn’t fair for him, that I had promised and eventually guilted me into getting into the room. I cried the whole time but he didn’t stop. I wasn’t ready. — Survivor, age 25

Is It My Fault?

I’m 15. I was raped exactly 11 months ago. He is autistic so nobody believed me. As bad as this sounds I only agreed to go out with him because he pressured me into it. I’m not allowed to date until I’m 16 and only if the boy is a Christian. There had been multiple occasions where he would touch my breasts and my butt and he stuck his fingers inside of me. I talked to his brother and my best friend because my best friend was dating his brother so I thought they could get him to stop. So they talked to him and he stopped for a couple days and then we were in my friends house and he pulled down my pants and then tried to have sex with me anally but I said no. We were waiting downstairs for my friend and I told them I would be outside. We later… Continue reading »

16 times

I have been sexually assaulted 16 times. 11 of those are rapes. It started when I was two. The last time I was 23. 3 of those times were by immediate family members, people I loved and relied on to love, protect and take care of me: My father, when I was two, four and 9, my uncle, when I was 4 my brother, when I was 9. 2 of them by people I loved and trusted who were not family: a boyfriend at 23, for two years, and my father’s friend at 6, for 3 years. 4 of those times while I was drunk, by strangers at from 14 years old to 21. 2 of those 4, gang rapes, when I was 19 and 21. and the 2 of the 11 left by distant family members, third cousin, and third uncle, when I was 19. And the remaining 5 by friends, boyfriends, strangers…. I… Continue reading »

Prom Night

This happened fourteen years ago but I am just now realizing that I was raped. I can look back and see how it affected me but at the time I thought it was my fault. Back in high school I had a large group of friends that was composed of guys and girls, we hung out at a house down the street from the school. The guy who lived there was always alone, his mom had moved out and his dad worked all the time. We hung out there after school and started having parties there after functions at our high school and then it became every weekend. We drank and hung out. I had a boyfriend in high school, I lost my virginity to him but a few weeks before prom I found out he was cheating on me and I broke up with him and went to senior prom with the friend whose… Continue reading »

My Girlfriend of Two Years

‘m still not sure if this was rape but everyone – including my therapist – is naming it as such. I’ve also never told this story in detail and I know that this may make some people uncomfortable… But, here goes: We started dating when I was 13. A few days after we began dating, I turned 14. The first “happening” was 8 months after we began dating. I had never been sexual with anyone before, I was a virgin. She told me everything was going to be okay – and she took me into the (public) bathroom by the park in our town. She began touching me and I wasn’t sure what to do. I remember saying “okay,” and nodding to whatever she said. This happened multiple times. Some occurrences would even include a belt tying my wrists together or her choking me while touching me. She stopped touching me in February, a couple… Continue reading »

My Best Friend’s Boyfriend

My junior year of high school I had class with this guy I had never seen around school before. It turns out he transferred from another school and as time passed he began dating one of my best friends. I had a crush on him but I obviously didn’t purse it. We became friends and talked a lot in class. Eventually him and my friend broke up. And one day he text me asking if I wanted to hang out. I agreed and he came over to my house to watch a movie. He ended up pulling out a bottle of vodka. And of course I wanted him to think I was cool enough to hang out with so I was taking shots with him. We began kissing and making out. But then he started trying to take off my pants. I remember telling him no. But he kept going. He pulled his pants off… Continue reading »

Police Officer/Date Rape

I was wondering what is the point of living anymore? Where to go and what to do when the police, lawyers, and judges are protecting a rapist because his daddy knows them all? They tell you to move on, talk to somebody, blah blah blah like I have not done it all. I was raped by a police officer, a useless and ignorant drunk who barely knows how to drive or how to read. I was stupid and I did not do anything right away I thought I could get him to confess or apologize or something, but instead he tells me to go a head and report him, he will not be touched. He was absolutely right. I was charged and prosecuted for not being able to hold myself together, and because he told them that I was threatening him and of course they believed him and did not even ask or care about… Continue reading »

My Ex Husband – My Biggest Enemy

I fell in love with him in Greece ( Crete . I was about 14 years of age and i was so in love. I met him in the street for the first time on his motorbike. He had those brown eyes and hair. My mum knew him because she lived there in his little village for some years. She told me he is a nice gentle boy and so he was. We broke up and we got together again… i learned greek like crazy and we meet like every year. In the end i was 20 and i got pregnant. I decided to move to crete to him and his family. He punished me the first time in my face when i was 9 months pregnant. We was lying in the bed and he tried to touch me everywhere. I told him to stop because i was tired and pregnant. He didn’t stop.. He… Continue reading »

Graduation Night

I didn’t even know if it was rape, and I still question myself every time the memory Is brought from behind the barred door. It was afer graduation, I was kind of upset that me and my family had went to some restaurant that I hated for my important celebration dinner but I still tried to make the most of it by staying optimistic about the place. Well to make matters worst I hated my food and didn’t even eat. Then the place had to close within 20 mins of arrival and we didn’t want to keep them waiting. So we left early. The whole time I was texting my quote on quote best guy friend. Letting him know how bummed I was my dad didn’t make the reservations like he was supposed to at the restaurant we went to for my 8th graduation for my high school one kind of wanted to relive that… Continue reading »