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Had Her Back

A friend and I went to a party, and we went as a pair to watch out for each other. My friend drank too much and was passed out on the living room couch, I was okay. She was still out as most of the guests left, or paired off somewhere. I watched over her, except when I had to use the bathroom. I was only gone a minute, but I came back to her naked on the couch being raped by a guy I didn’t know, with another waiting! I yelled for them to Cut It Out! The free guy came at me an punched me repeatedly in the gut until I fell to the floor. He ripped my clothes, and pulled me to my knees so he could rape me too but from behind so I could watch the others. They laughed alot, especially as they each finished, and when they left. I… Continue reading »

Dee Bhagwanji

When we lived in Tooting, England we were all happy. I was such a nerd because I hated weekends because that meant no school!! Everything was good until one day something changed. I just remember one of the people I called uncle, pulled out his thing and asked me if I wanted to touch it. I don’t remember anything after that. I just know that what he did was wrong!! My mum doesn’t know and she will never know. I haven’t confronted him, because his son is my brother. I love him and I wouldn’t want to hurt him. EVER!! Sam, Sags and Yags are my brothers and I still feel close to them even though we’re thousands of miles apart. However, when I saw this person in London I felt physically sick and immediately had a panic attack. Jamie took me outside and calmed me down. That’s the beginning. Then things got worse. We… Continue reading »

Happy Birthday

I just turned 21 and i had my cousins car and my best friend was my D.D. we had lunch and i had my first legal drink and i also got a free drink from starbucks what a great start right. Im in college away from home so i kinda depended on her to find fun stuff to do. Iv’e probably been drinking since 2pm but thats still no excuse. So fast forward half a bottle of crown, tequila, and two shots of vodka later i found myself in a motel room with a blunt to lips as i normally par-toke in. Next thing i remember is a phone ringing and hands on my breast. I could barely move talk or keep my eyes open. a part of me wanted to just close my eyes because i thought i was just having a real crazy dream until i tried to lift myself up and felt… Continue reading »

Was it my fault?

Up until right now, I’ve never spoke of what happened to me. I’ve never told anyone. I really don’t know why. Maybe because I felt to blame. Maybe because I’m not sure it could even be considered rape. I really don’t know. The only thing I do know is that it made me feel terrible and disgusting. When I was 18 I went on a beach trip with some friends. We were all excited to party and meet cute guys. It was me and two of my friends. We all shared a hotel room. A few rooms down we noticed a group of cute guys were staying. We started flirting with these guys one night, and they ended up drinking with us in our hotel room. One guy in particular was so cute to me. I flirted with him the whole time. At one point during the night he said he wanted to go back… Continue reading »

An Embarrassing Situation

Let me start my story as my experience is a little non typical, and I feel for those who had a harder fate, as I got very lucky. Most who I tell this to take it well, it was a learning experience! I made an incredible mistake! I walked to my car in the lot, and stood there several minutes digging in the bottom of my purse for the keys, absolutely oblivious to my surroundings(you take out the keys before you leave a public crowded area), and though I must have done this often this was THE time it was bad! He came up unseen, put a gun to my head, hand over my mouth, and bodily dragged me down an access corridor and into a janitor closet! He pushed me inside and locked the door. I had every concept of exactly what we were there for! All that ran through my mind was I… Continue reading »

#MeToo 5 years later…

#METOO i shared my story on this site a few years ago about the time i was raped by a stranger. i’m surprised at how easy those four letters rolled off my fingertips as if i was just writing anything. over the years i have been in therapy a lot on and off and have tried all different types, from holistic, to energy, to art therapy and of course regular talk therapy. sadly, i still have ways to go – its a long road for me and over the course of therapy i learned that what i thought was one isolated stranger rape that caused me to have all these problems i have today, i learned that i was raped and assaulted numerous times beginning in my teenage years and because i was young and naive the first time anything happened to me i always assumed that’s the way things were supposed to be. today… Continue reading »

I wish she wouldve helped me

My sexual assault is the one time in my life where I had no power. Runaway, say No, hit him? But It’s not my fault, I didn’t want this. Why do I have to fight against someone who is an animal? I didn’t even know this would happen. I was hanging out at a cool guys house. It was me, my best friend, and a few other people. We were all friends, but for me, I was close with a few people, but others I didn’t have their cell phone number. My close friends left around 1 am. But I wish I would’ve just gone with them. It was my first time getting drunk, but growing up I either saw a whole bunch of empty beer bottles or no alcohol at all. They offered me shots. I don’t even remember this, but apparently, I took all the shots. No one else took any. I was… Continue reading »

My Father’s Funeral

After a long illness, my Father passed away, and I flew into his funeral. My bags were stolen out of the airport. I only had my bags, and the clothes I was traveling in. I had to go to the mall and get some appropriate outfit the morning before the service. Fortunately, I had my cards. I called for a taxi, and waited in the taxi stop, and got picked up by a talkative driver, and I gave the whole timeline, before I realized he pulled into a garage. It was an abandoned building, and I figured what was going down. He spent over an hour raping me there, took my purse, though I talked him into letting me keep the outfit for the funeral, in trade promised not to report it. I walked out, with no idea where I was, nor had my phone or cards. I had to walk to a Gas Convenience… Continue reading »

My year abroad

Sometimes I wonder if it was my fault…Did I say yes? I must of, right? I was studying in Rome for the academic year, what was meant to be the best year of my life. I had been at a party and obviously was drinking, a friend and I decided to go out to a new club, I was tipsy but I wouldn’t say drunk. I remember getting into the club and it being a bit weird but we just thought it might have been the fact it was during the week. My friend and I were dancing and then suddenly she went off not feeling well. She was sitting down. I carried on dancing. I think a man gave me a drink. I don’t remember leaving the club or my friend. Next thing I know i’m crying on a bed, a man is having sex with me. I felt so disorientated that it took… Continue reading »

My rape story

So my story is really weird and awkward, because it really goes back to when I was dating this guy in 9th grade 2 years ago who made it seem I always had to please him and make him happy and I mean we broke up eventually when he did it, but you know we were still friends and we still fooled around and he would do things and say I made him do it… Well, there’s your background. Anyway, this past summer i went to this concert and i started dancing with this guy, because I love dancing and its fun. But we head back to his tent to walk around and chat and just you know chill. Then we start kissing, because he was drunk and awkward from being high and he had been really friendly, but then he starts pulling both of our clothes off and I’m not really fine anymore and… Continue reading »