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Naive

I was a freshman in high school so it was the world to be dating a senior. Until you get passed the fact that he’s just 4 years older and that he is mentally and verbally abusive. Not to mention the boy cheated on me. But he had me so convinced that no one would ever love me that I still talked to him. I left him many times but that didn’t keep him from banging on my window several nights out of the week. I would let him in because I didn’t want my mom to hear and talk him into going home. One night though, he came plastered and again banging on my window. I let him in to try to talk to him and convince him to leave but he hit me so hard and pinned me down. I tried screaming and then he choked me. I kicked and squirmed but I… Continue reading »

I am More than a Victim

I was raped the summer before my sophomore year. I was at a party. I was dancing and talking to everyone that I came into contact with, I wasn’t drinking just having a good time. The friends I was with left to go get a drink and to go to the bathroom for what seemed like only a minute. Then this guy came up to me and started to flirt with me pretty heavily. I didn’t think anything of it. He was cute, I flirted back. He offered me a drink, which I denied, and told him I wasn’t drinking. He offered to go get me a Coke instead, and I accepted. He came back with an open can of Coke. I noticed it was open but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Actually I thought it was sweet of him to open it for me… but he was far from sweet…. Continue reading »

One Of Many

I was about 6 or 7, and I went to stay at a friends house. Her and I shared her brothers room that night, and for some reason I just could not sleep. So I lay there awake at 2:38 in the morning. The door opens and her oldest brother walks in, and sits next to me, and start to kiss me and put his weight on me pining me down. I started squirming and trying to get him of me. But he was stronger. I tried to yell for help or at lest wake his sister up. But he had his hand over my mouth. So I lay there fight and praying that he not hurt me to much. I started crying and his sister finally woke up. She may never know that she save me.

Festival Sexual Assault

This is my story of sexual assault at festivals and how we should speak up. I have been to many festivals before, i always go with a big group of boys which you’d think I would had been protected not this time. It was coming to the end of the night my favorite band was about to come on, I was letting loose, feeling the music, embracing the rain and having a permeant smile on my face, little did I know I was about to be sexually assaulted. I felt this presence come close behind I assumed he was another festival goer.. I could feel him coming closer, this is when my heart started to race, and then his dirty, grubby fingers slipped inside of me. I immediately pushed him away and stood there.. embarrassed, humiliated, why do boys think this is okay? no way did I give him consent to touch me. Later in… Continue reading »

Aftermath

I’m not gonna tell the story of what he did here, just the aftermath. In october I was raped by a boy I’ve been friends with for a couple years, and he forced my boyfriend and friends to watch. Yesterday I posted his name and the full story on my facebook account. He’s now threatening legal action for defamation. and I’m receiving threats from one of my “best friends.” I have to see him at school tomorrow and since all my friends believe him that I’m lying, I just know I’m going to get hurt. But I don’t regret posting it. I don’t regret speaking out. — Kat, age 19

My Nightmare

From the age of 8, I have been protecting and defending myself. Trying to keep on his good sudden so that he wouldn’t hit me the way he did mama. I just didn’t know that something worse was in store for me. One night he walked in all calm and cool and it scared me. I thought for sure that this would be the day I understood mama’s pain, but that pain never came. God! How I wish I would have felt that pain instead of this. I was too afraid to fight, but even when I did I wasn’t strong enough to get him from on top of me. As an 8 year old little girl I witnessed what it felt like to be raped by a grown man, someone I trusted none the less. It didn’t stop there though. He came in my room every night with that sick question, front or back?… Continue reading »

Nobody Knew

My story starts on Canada Day 2014, I was 16 years old. The day went perfectly. I had my boyfriend with me, whom I thought was perfect in every way. He was older that me, so I thought I had a lot to compete with when it came to other girls and being around his friends. We spent the day celebrating with our friends downtown at the festival. I couldn’t have asked for a better DAY. We had decided to make our way to a local beach where there would be fire works to end off the celebration of Canada Day. We met up with some of his friends that had all been drinking and we joined them. We were both pretty drunk about an hour later. It was dark out at this point, and him and his friends were dancing around and smoking a joint. Tris (his nickname for this story) came up to… Continue reading »

Abused as a Child

I’m 19 now, but every single day my mind will keep on repeating the same old thing over again. I want it to stop but I CAN’T. I’m from the Southeast Asia, It happened when I was around 8 or 9 years old, on the second day of a festival season. I’ve been nearly abused by my cousin which is at that time was in his high school year. My aunt which is his mom was with us in the house, while we waited for others to arrived at the house, she went inside her room and took a nap. Meanwhile he asked me if I want to join him in his room, I was so naive and does not suspect a thing so I followed him. Me and him was lying on his bed reading a book that i barely remember, he then asked me about my breast and my private parts. He asked… Continue reading »

Party Time

When I was fifteen I went to my first college party. My friend Katie who was a senior and eighteen at the time had been invited by an older boy and I insisted that we go. She was hesitant but I pushed and she relented. So we got all dolled up and went across the city to this frat house. It was wonderful at first, but I was stupid and didn’t pay attention to anything happening. Before I new it I felt as if I was loosing consciousness and I didn’t know why because I had only had one drink. I realized I was in this guys bed and he was on top of me. I tried to get him off but I was too weak. During the assault Katie barged in but It was too late. I could tell by the look on her face that I looked awful from being hit multiple times… Continue reading »

ONLY the Beginning

“Mmmm, such a good little cousin” To you, the connotation may be absolutely nothin’ But let me tell you about lil’ mini me 11 years back There were quite a few things that I seemed to have lacked My father was a deadbeat, mom a workaholic All I really had were my siblings, if that’s what you’d call ‘em Rude as all hell, threw me out the house once with no shoes So, who you tellin’ family are the people you can’t choose? All I had to keep my head up were my two aunt’s daughters One was cool, I guess, but the other? We took our friendship farther We were two peas in a pod and always together Therefore, I convinced mom to let them move in to make their life better Everything was all good until the late nights became later Mom didn’t notice anything suspicious, so I began to hate her You… Continue reading »