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I dont know what to call it

i was about 8 my cousin was in his 20″s i only remember waking up by his weight on me and feeling his penis on me i don’t know how i got to my bed or what had happened i am 27 years old today he is in jail for rape my family thinks his innocent but i dont cause i never told anyone whats happened. he still had the nerve to phone me from prison to wish me good on my wedding day. my step-cousin use to always try to rape me but my brothers always caught him and stopped him he was not normal in his head and everyone new how he was but one day he almost raped me i layed on the couch with a night dress and he tried putting his penis in me i opened my legs and my stepmother walked in before he could. i dated a guy… Continue reading »

Quarterly Review

As my 1st job, I was working at a chain store while going to school, and supporting my Mother through her cancer treatments. We had some assistance, but not enough to cover bills and food, much less rent. I needed the job. The manager TJ knew I was hard up since he got the assistance paperwork to confirm employment. It was as I finished 90 days, that he did my quarterly review to say if I was worth keeping. TJ went over my review at the close. He had the actual review, which was satisfactory in all areas, with no absences. He had a second made which was less flattering, with several callouts, customer complaints on my attitude, and suspicious behavior to be forwarded to security. Which one did he want me to have him send in, and did I think I could find more work in this economy with that record? To get the… Continue reading »

You are not alone

I was 16 and a virgin. I never had a boyfriend at that point, just once shared a kiss before. A female friend was at that time sexual more experienced and wanted to have drinks at her place with 2 male colleagues of her. We drank alcohol and the next thing I know about is the next morning I wake up in a bed full of blood. I went to the bathroom and everything on the floor was full of blood. I had scratches on my arm and my clothes were torn apart. The guy stubbed out cigarettes on my arm. Later the female friend, what I thought she is in that moment, told me I cried for help and plead him that he should let me stay a virgin. His friend wanted to have sex with me as well after he violated me, but my rapist wanted to have me for him alone. Did… Continue reading »

I’m Only Stronger

Wednesday night of November 1, 2017 I was beaten half to death by my ex boyfriend. He kicked me, punched me, pistol whipped me and took the battery out of my phone therefore, making it impossible for me to call anyone or for me to leave. I never thought that someone I cared so deeply about would ever hurt me in as many ways as he did. But as much as he hurt me that night, what hurts more is that everyday I think about that night. I can’t sleep at night because I have flashbacks of the things he did to me. I can’t take a shower without feeling the water hit the scars on my face and feeling the pain that he caused me. I can’t go outside my door without fearing that he’s going to come around the corner and do it again. I’m afraid to be alone because I’m scared that… Continue reading »

My Brave Daughter

Last year my 13yo daughter told me that her friend confessed that her stepfather was indecently touching her. Her friend was afraid to tell her mother because she thinks that the authorities will take her away from her own family. After persuading her to seek help and the school helping us to report the abuse to the police. Her stepfather was arrested but he posted bail. The court case will be next month and my daughter and I as well as two of her friends will testify in court. I think she’s so incredibly courageous to tell me about her friend. When the detectives interviewed my daughter, they asked me if they can interview her by herself. They were impressed by her maturity and bravery to speak out. I think because of her, she saved her friend. For a little while, her friend refused to speak to her but I told her that she did… Continue reading »

Be Aware

A girl I date recently came forward to me about 2 occurrences. I really don’t know how to feel about it all because she is a victim of rape but she also put herself in each situation it occurred. The summer after her freshman year of college she went to Europe for two weeks. She got way too intoxicated before clubbing. At the club she was wasted and apparently made out with 8 older men, the bartender and snoop into VIP. Her friend she was abroad with told her to chill out and she said no and continued to do the same activities. Frustrated her friend left and went back to the hospital. The next morning she woke up without her underwear on and with a lollipop in her hand. She didn’t remember anything except getting in a taxi after the club. Later that day, people who she shared the room with told her that… Continue reading »

God Saw You Kill My Two Little Friends

I grew up in the Appalachian mountains with incest and violence, I’m an Appalachian inbred Hillbilly, ain’t nothing wrong with that. People who write similar stories or movies most times are not an inbred Hillbilly which makes my story unique. At nine years old I was beaten and raped at gunpoint. My two card playing Hillbilly girlfriends were beaten, raped and shot in front of me. Uncles, brothers and cousins raped the girls. I want to educate the world that inbreds are not blue or have defects. I was born at 11:59 on December, 31, 1955, on New Year’s Eve in Indianapolis, Indiana, but was raised in the Appalachian mountains. I trained managers to be sphincters for thirty five years. I abandoned many homes to violent husbands. I gave birth to five children and people stole them like I’m a baby factory. Thieves took all my material belongings over and over and won’t give nothing… Continue reading »


I wasn’t raped but i sure am traumatized. I use to get nervous every time i saw him but now i’m just mad. It was may 2017. I was a 14 year old sophomore. I was at a new school trying to have fun and trying to get to know my friends better. When a guy approached us. He was a bit short I must admit but wait, i knew him. He’s approached me before he isn’t a stranger. Hes cool. Those were my initial thoughts. I’ve rejected him before but here he is. Back again. He kept persisting to talk to me in private. I said NO. but then i said yes……..Why? Why? Why? did i say yes:( We went up stairs and he brought me to a dark corner where he pinned me on the wall. At first i was laughing giggling actually. I said “Why are we up here?” He just says… Continue reading »

Family rape

I’m so lost. All my life I have seen and herd stories about girls being raped, touched, all sorts of unwanted physical interaction. But never in my wildest dreams did I ever think It was going to be me. I always knew how to prevent situations like those from evolving or getting to that point. But when its someone so close to you, family even. How do you even begin to speak about it. — Survivor, age 17

My husband was molested as a child

This is my husband’s story. He recently confided to me about how terrible of a person his great uncle is. He was molested multiple times by him whom I’ve met a few times in the past. Let’s call him Guu. It started when he was very young (6 or 7) when Guu would babysit him. As a kid, he didn’t really know what was going on. He only knew he would get candies or his favorite food in exchange for Guu touching him (sexual favors). So he never thought anything was wrong with it until he got older (10 years old). He understood what Guu was doing to him is wrong and told him to stop. Guu and his family soon moved out of town, and my husband kinda blocked it out of his head. My husband is now 26. I don’t know why, but a few days ago, he finally told me. I was… Continue reading »