I was 9 or 10 when it happen it’s pretty sad because I don’t remember much. I was at my best friend’s house and we were playing with her brother downstairs in his room. So we ended up sleeping down there and I woke up to him raping me. I didn’t know what to do. I woke up lost and my body felt weird, but best friend wanted to play with me that next day. I wasn’t in the mood, she got mad and I left.
I’m 14 years old now and I’ve kept quiet for four years now. It’s been so hard these last four years without say anything. But I wanted to forget and act like nothing ever happen so me and my best friend still hung out after that. I have still seen her brother but he was different all I see in his eyes are hate now. I never stay over there after that but I felt like he was acting like he didn’t hurt me. So when high school started I when boy crazy for the first time in my life I just lost control when a boy looked at me. For the longest time I felt ugly and fat after everything food started to become my new best friend until a few months ago. But didn’t know how to keep a relationship or have relationship with a boy. I felt weird being in relationships so I just didn’t do them. T
hen I started being called the biggest freshmen hoe around but I wasn’t sleeping around with any guys. I was too scared that I’d get hurt again. So I didn’t get it all I wanted was some attention from someone I was so depressed. My parents found out what I doing and pull me out of school a few weeks ago. And when they asked me why I did that I didn’t know what to tell them.But my mom kept asking me why and when I told her and my dad cried all night. Everything has been happening so fast since that day and my parents want to press charges but I don’t know what I want to do. I really don’t want to see him again but I don’t want to go on trial. But our families have been friends for years and because him its all over, DCFS contacted his mother and she asked him if he did that to me and he said he didn’t. It’s funny cause he’s 17 and already in a detention center. And sister pretty messed up too. I wouldn’t be surprise if she gets pregnant soon but I wonder if she knows was or if she really is my friend because I need very deeply care about her. But I’ve talked to people about it but they say they don’t if he’ll get that much time cause were so close in age. Honestly, I don’t know what I want but I’m taking it day by day with the lord to guide me.
Hi there,
I’m sorry to hear that, but you did the right thing when you told your parents. Always trust in God, and I’m sure you will find comfort in Him. You are a princess, so be brave and don’t ever let someone tell you otherwise. Take care!
Thank you so much you just made my day
It’s a sad story sister, and I should say good luck but everything will be fine through God.
You are so brave to write your story here. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. I’m so sorry you are having such a hard time in school. Learning how to move on after what you went through is really hard and speaking out here is a good first step. Deciding whether or not to press charges is a huge decision so I understand being overwhelmed by it. Taking it day by day is the best you can do and please know that I am supporting you from afar. Whatever happens, please take care of yourself. Remember that you can have emotions and feelings about everything and try to find people who you can talk to about them who won’t judge them. Anything you feel is ok no matter if you press charges or not. Sending you love and hope and comfort, Alexis
Hey there, i am so sorry about what has happened to you. But like that guy said, no matter what happens to you or anyone always trust God because he will always be there for you. Best wishes
Hey. Though I don’t know you, I wanted to say that, I think you are so very brave. Four whole years, is long time, and I think it was good you came out, and told your story. I’m going to sound so terrible for saying this. But I am so very happy there is someone out there in this world that understands. Sometimes I feel so alone in my own story, it scares me. But it’s wonderful, brave people like you that remind me that I am never alone. There are so many people fighting for justice. They keep me alive. We will not stop fighting til rape no longer exists. And a woman can walk down the street not haveing to cling to the pepper spray in her bag, like a safety net.