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Not just me

When I was in the 8th grade, I was taken advantage of by a boy a year older than me. It took me a year before speaking out, but I finally did. The police didn’t do much, I made a statement but never really heard back from that after that. I never pursued it because I was young and afraid and I didn’t want to have to think about it. Now I can say that I forgive him, I’m strong and resilient. I’m now 21 and pursuing a career in nursing. More recently, my boyfriends sister was in a relationship, this past summer he raped her. This fall, after she had broken up with him, he released her naked photos on the internet. She decided to speak out, she told us about the abuse she endured and has since gone to the police. I pray action is taken. But I’m proud of her, she’s 18… Continue reading »

Rape

When I was 20 years old I left my boyfriend after 1 year of emotional, mental, and physical abuse. Soon after I missed my period. I went to his house to speak with him about the possibility and he was drunk. Instead of speaking with him I went to leave, that did not go as planned. He grabbed me and threw me on his bed and quickly removed my clothes. I begged him to stop and desperately tried to pull my clothes on. Instead he grabbed me by the throat and began to choke me. I couldn’t breathe and my pleas were whispers. I kept trying to say “stop” but he couldn’t hear me. I clawed his hand but his grip didn’t loosen. It wasn’t until I felt my heart rate begin to slow down that he released me. It was front and back. He turned his back for a moment to grab a condom… Continue reading »

I’ve survived sexual abuse

As a kid I was a molested from the time I was 5 until 15. I married to leave my house. Got pregnant and divorced soon after. Then I found myself in a very controlling relationship. Found myself pregnant again which are lost that child due to a DUI driver almost lost my life but God seem to be there for me because he saved my life. I was severely emotionally unstable. I thought to help with my pain that carrying life inside me what to help ease it somehow. That made things worse I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me with someone very close to me after he choked me till I passed out and took me and dumped me in my parents driveway and left me now I was pregnant with one child and single and dealing with the life of a death of a child still not have dealt with… Continue reading »

My Boyfriend

It happened freshman year of high school during my first relationship. It started by being pressured into doing sexual acts even though I told him I didn’t want to. He would make me feel terrible about myself until I did what he asked me to do. By this point I had been dating him for about three months and already my confidence dropped, I stopped talking to people and I stopped caring about myself. There were times when I would just close my eyes and wait for him to finish. Later he started getting rough. In the beginning there were times when it was consensual but later that all ended. He used to tie my hands to furniture or around my neck and choke me with his hands. I would go to school with marks on my neck and wrists from the night before. It got to the point where every time we saw each… Continue reading »

Metoo

Born A Girl When I was 10, I noticed men looking at me differently When I was 10 to 12 men and boys of all ages honked their horns, whistled and yelled profanities at me When I was 13 my friend and I were walking home in the daylight, when a man came out from his backyard and asked us if we wanted to drink beers and join his party When I was 14 a handsome man in his 20’s began spending time with me. I thought he would love me forever if I gave him my virginity. He accepted and took it because he could. He was known for his interests in young girls, yet he stayed quite popular When I was 15, I was intoxicated and walking through a park. I could hardly stand, let alone walk. A man pulled up in his truck, walked up to me and raped me. He left… Continue reading »

I thought we were friends

I met him in the summer of 2011 in college. We were close friends, he was my go-to for advice. He moved across the country in May of 2014 and I followed in April of 2016. after graduating college the previous December. We were roommates, close friends, then he said we could be more, but he kept me at arms length. I was falling in love with him and didn’t realize what he was doing until it was too late. He emotionally abused me in multiple ways for months. He physically abused me as well. He would force me to go down on him, every day, sometimes more than once. He started off pleasuring me in return but that eventually stopped. One night in particular it turned really ugly and he attempted to strangle me to death. I was lucky enough to get out of there, out of that apartment. We work for the same… Continue reading »

Being Done

My young childhood was mostly good. My mom, who did 80% of the parenting, died unexpectedly when I was 10. My dad attacked me from ages 12-15. My younger brother and I were in and out of the foster care system (we got sent back to him). Mercifully, we were kept together and we remain extremely close. We can finish each other’s sentences. In the fallout of foster care, my father stole any money my mother had left to me and my brother. The government says they are looking into it, but he is a millionaire with a superb legal team. We will not see any money from him, not even in child support that he can certainly afford. I am 22 today. I work out every day and eat right in hopes that I will be strong enough to never have to put up with that from anyone else ever again. I’ve gotten through… Continue reading »

Incest

From the time I was very little my own father was a sexual predator in my life and my sister. I am sure my mother and my step mother knew how he was and just buried their heads in the sand. I wonder how many mothers just keep silent when they know they are married to a monster. Somehow I think this is all too common in our world. How many fathers, uncles, brothers, cousins, etc. are getting away with this horrific behavior and families just don’t want to expose it. If your own mother doesn’t stop this from happening to you, how can you grow up thinking that anyone else is going to protect you. You just accept that this is the way things are. My father is still living, as far as I know, and lived his whole life without being punished for his awful behavior towards all the women in his life…. Continue reading »

You are going to show me how much you love me

Picture it, Missouri, 2013….wow, to finally announce a time it sounds like such a long time ago, but in my mind it feels like yesterday. I was 16 years old. He was “19” so I thought. I gave this man my virginity. Part of me spent such a long time blaming myself for the events that unfolded, but a much larger part of me now sees the bullsh*t of justifying what he did! He beat me when I called, when I didn’t call, if I texted him too much, if I didn’t text enough, if I brought up my future plans, if I didn’t know the answer to something, if i disagreed, if I agreed too much, when it rained, when a restaurant got his order wrong, when he was drunk, when he was high, and when he was stone cold sober. This “19” year old guy who turned out to be 26 was the… Continue reading »

Realization of Rape

I am a 20 year old female. This year I realized I was raped. One day I was reading an open letter a survivor wrote to her abuser. As I was reading, it hit me: that’s what happened to me. I didn’t want to believe it, but I knew. I had been raped. It happened four years ago, when I was 15. He was my first boyfriend. At first the sex was consensual. But then he started getting rough. He would go for up to two hours. It hurt. I would say no and stop, but he wouldn’t. I couldn’t have stopped him. So I would just take it. For at least four months this continued to happen. I stopped saying no out loud, but I would be screaming it in my head. He’d force me to give him blowjobs even it took a half hour for him to finish. He wouldn’t stop until he… Continue reading »