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School Prom

n the beginning of December last year, I was at my first school prom ever. I was so excited, and had spent the whole day with my mom, looking for the perfect dress. I’d spent hours and hours in front of the mirror, putting on my makeup and fixing my hair, and when I was ready to go, I actually felt really pretty. I went with some of my girlfriends, and after an hour or so there is this guy who comes over and starts flirting with me. I thought he was quite handsome, and he seemed like a nice guy, so I ended up talking with him for a while. After we had been talking for a while, he offered me a drink. I’m not the kind of girl that guys usually flirts with, and I was really flattered. I thought he was just being a gentleman, and would NEVER believe that he would… Continue reading »

He Was My Dad

I have 17 years old and I was raped by my dad, this happen just a few months ago before new year. Please forgive me if my English is bad I am from Costa Rica that means that I speak Spanish so this is my story. He is not my biological dad he adopted me wen I was 10 because my mom almost die in a accident they were a couple and if she die I was going to be alone so he adopted me, my mom survive thanks God and they got married few months later they divorce I was a teenager so a use to visit my dad for few days but one day a had a fight with my mother so I call my dad and tell him to pick me up I stay there for a few months, I remember that was in October I was in the shower and then… Continue reading »

Girls Without Parents

When I was 6, I was adopted after my biological parents passed away. Two other girls were also adopted into the same family. Between ages 8 and 14, the “adoptive parents” sent me every Sunday to my “uncle,” a family friend only, not a real uncle. Classic story, making me call him uncle. He raped me every Sunday at the Diplomat Hotel swimming pool. They knew because my sister remembers one day when he did this at our “home” after they drugged me. They watched tv in the other room until he was finished. I was drugged so don’t remember, but all the other Sundays are as clear as day, no drugging involved. When I was 14 and felt shy and embarrassed by his behavior, he threatened me with his gun, and also tried to drown me in the Diplomat pool. I escaped at the very last second. Apparently, he felt afraid I would “tell”… Continue reading »

Some Friend

June 24, 1993. I was 19 on this day. I had just completed my first year in the US Army. I was stationed in Alaska. My unit had been in the field for a month. I was actually the youngest person in the battalion and so was always called the battalion baby. Most of my friends were of legal age and since we had all been “camping” for a month many of them decided to go out and party that evening. Everybody was gone by around 9pm. My roommate had gone out for the evening as well. Around 10pm, I decided I was going to just watch a movie until I fell asleep. About this time there was a knock on my door. I was rather surprised since I knew all my friends were out. I was in my pajamas when I answered the door. I opened it to see a friend of mine named… Continue reading »

Respect

First of all, I’m sorry if my English isn’t fluent, I’m Dutch. I have never been raped or anything that comes close to that. I just watched Brave Miss World this afternoon and it really touched me and I just felt like I had to show my respect to all the women in the movie. I’m 19 years old, and I’m in my 3rd year of college to become a social worker. In my internships, I’ve spoken a lot with people with PTSD as a result of sexual abuse. Of course, I could never understand what they felt but I could see how they struggled with their pain. A lot of the girls/women I’ve spoken with where cutting themselves, to punish themselve or to release the pain that’s inside. To all of those who cut themselves I would like to say; the person who did this to you, is not worth it for you to… Continue reading »

Drugged and Gang Raped

The guy I met, I thought was a nice guy. Very undercover, nice, seemed genuine. I met him, he was walking a baby Pitbull. I have a passion for these dogs, rescued some, and have one myself. I invited him to come to visit me, as I had not been in the neighborhood long. I showed him around, and it was empty on 2nd floor. He turned up a few times and every time he did I was by myself. He was chasing me, setting me up. Easy prey! A foreigner in Chicago. I am not American. The next thing I was in hospital, 3 weeks. Being treated for toxic poisoning for a medication I was taking. Sedated because I wanted to leave. Eventually I did leave. I had memory loss a black hole in my life for years. Cried like a baby and was treated for severe depression. Nightmares over and over again, waking… Continue reading »

My Best Friend

I am sorry if my English isn’t that good. I am from Belgium and English isn’t my “main” language… I was 11 when I made the most horrible experience in my life. I had some friends, not a lot, I was very leery and I chose my friends very carefully. Even though I chose them carefully, one of them hurt me so much that I completely lost the trust to myself. I am still struggling with myself until today. He was a boy, some years older than me. My mother had a best friend, living a 15 minutes walk away from our house and she had a son. Daniel, who just turned 14. We were spending some our free time together. I would say that I liked him, but I never fell in love with him. At this time a lot of girls were kissing other boys. Nearly everyone except me. Me who has been… Continue reading »

Assault at 12 Years by Teacher

In the fall of 2014, news came to me of a young girl raped by the same man who sexual assaulted me as a child. I felt like I was in a movie. This news brought me to my knees, comfirming what had happen to me 38 yeàrs ago. Back then I didn’t realize what he did was sexual assault because no one was educated about this subject. I lived in shame and began having panic attacks as i still do today. I think the hardest thing for me was when my mother, teaching at the same school, informed me that I had told her he had touched me. This was in grade 3 or around there she figures. The story I told her, I remember only parts of it. The last time he sexually assaulted me I remember like it was yesterday, I was in grade 6. Keeping a secret for ll these years… Continue reading »

Me & My Girlfriend

I am opening up about my assault and my girlfriend was raped. We have been together for 3 years, and she is not just my everything, she is my soul saver. I was assaulted last year, and she was raped three times. Well, what happened to me was the summertime, and I was over at my sister’s house basically the whole summer because we wanted to have fun…and we did until I got assaulted. I didn’t want it to happen. My sister lived down the hill, and her friend lived up the fill. So, all of the teenagers were up there at that house, and the kids were at my sister’s house. I was in this dark room, and this boy I had known since the 3rd grade was with me. It was just me and him, so we started flirting and playing until he held me down. He tried to me me. He was… Continue reading »

The Setup

Growing up I was always a good church girl. Never cursed,n ever had sex, never did a lot of things. Until I turned 16, and began experimenting with opiates. I became an addict. To this day, my mouth still waters when thinking about a day in bed with a nice Percocet. One day, I needed a place to stay and a girlfriend of mine told me to call a man who I had done drugs with a few times. I met him at his apartment and did a few pills and he told me I could crash on his house. When we came downstairs his two friends suddenly showed up. They poured me everclear and all the sudden I began to black out. I knew something was wrong and became hysterical. The three men carried me upstairs and laid me on the bed. I began to lose consciousness as I begged for them to stop…. Continue reading »