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Childhood Friend Date Rape

I had lived abroad with my military family and returned to my home State after graduating high school to live with my grandmother to decide my future rather college or join the military. I received a phone call from a childhood friend if I wanted to drive to a nearby city about 80 miles away and back we could catch up, get a bite to eat on the return. Even, my grandmother thought it was nice of him to take me on this brief day trip. This particular friend was a few years older than myself, but as a little girl he was always nice. This childhood friend had an unopened canned grape soda and asked if I wanted it. I thought he was being nice to offer the soda. But, after drinking a few drinks of the soda could not keep my eyes open. Next thing I remember is we were driving home and he said, I slept through the whole thing. It was dark on the way back and could not believe I slept through the whole event. When I got home I was very sore in my vaginal area could tell I had intercourse. The thing that concerns me is not remembering what happened or who was there since he was supposed to be dropping something off to a friend. I called him the next day this childhood friend and asked why he did not ask me instead of just taking what he wanted, I was playing along hoping he would divulge. He basically, stated he did not think I would sleep with him and he was right, I would not have but had my answer at least that he raped me. I was so ashamed by what happened I never told anyone, this website is the first time I have talked about it to another living soul. I was afraid no one would be believe me because he was so nice and respected. I was only 18-years-old at this time, I repressed this memory for a long time. But, the reminder comes back every so often than I pray about it. Some years after this rape, my grandmother told me this childhood acquaintance that raped me was stabbed to death. Apparently, he r aped another acquaintance who told their brother, and the brother killed him. My grandmother was so surprised stating how nice he was and that one cannot trust anyone.

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