When I was 15 I was in a foster home. The couple was planning on adopting me. I was so excited to finally have a real family. A friend of their’s past away and her husband was in the army so they took in her son while his dad finished his deployment. J was 2 years older than me and pretty nice at first. My parents went out of town for just one night like they did a lot for medical reasons. They left the two of us at home. Late that evening he came into my room and asked me to have sex when him. I told him to get out, that he was making me uncomfortable and I had a boyfriend. He said he did not care and he raped me. I was so confused and broken at first. My whole world turned upside down. My best friend Manny who I had confided in finally convinced me to tell. I was so scared my foster parents weren’t going to believe me because they had known J for so long, but they believed me from the very first second. They called 911 and he ended up serving a little time in juvy. My foster parents adopted me and I am now about to graduate college. Telling was hard but I am so glad that I did.