I was 12, walking home from school. It was a sunny day, everything was fine, and my house wasn’t too far away. A man drove up to me, asking for directions. Being the kind girl I was, I pointed him in the direction he needed to go. I didn’t notice that behind me someone had snuck up. He held a knife to my throat, and forced me into the back of the mans car. They took my to what I could assume was an abandoned farmhouse or the like, where they kept me for weeks, forcing oral and normal rape and beatings. Finally, they were caught, and were jailed for life. They could heal my wounds, but not the scar in my mind.
— Survivor, age 25