On Saturday, May 2nd, 2016 my life changed.
I invited a guy over, that I had met online. I had met him once before. It was around 3 o’clock in the morning when he arrived at my home. He had asked me if I wanted to go for a drive through the park with him. Of course I said yes, not knowing what was going to happen. We drove around for a bit. After a while we parked across the street from my house. I had gotten out for some fresh air. He got out of his car and walked around, opening the back car door. I was confused at that point. He then put a knife to my throat, forcing me into the car. He closed and locked the door with him and I both in the vehicle. He cut my pants and blouse off. When I attempted to scream he grabbed my neck, telling me to be quiet or he’d make it worse. He then raped me. He got out, closing me in the car. He looked back at me from the drivers seat and proceeded to tell me if i told anyone he would come back and do it again, but much worse.
I was very depressed for the following 2 or 3 weeks. All I though of was what had happened and It haunted me. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. About a month after, I discovered that I was pregnant from it. I then had to tell my mother what happened. She was devastated. Sometime in June, I miscarried. I was torn, but glad. If the child would have survived I would have kept it.
— Danielle, age 15