Losing My Innocence At Fifteen

I was at a party with my older cousin, she was the only one I knew. I had been drinking a lot and I was sitting by myself when a boy came up to me. He seemed nice and when he asked me to go with him to get something out of his car I was too drunk and naive to think anything of it. He immediately pushed me into his backseat and covered himself on top of me. He stuck his hand under my shirt and bra and I started to scream. He gripped his hand over my mouth and told me to shut the fuck up. He tore off my underwear and I started to cry. I saw a shadow pass by the truck and I started kicking my legs and screaming into his hand. He punched me in the stomach and I couldn’t move. He rammed himself into me and with every thrust the pain shot up my whole body. When he was done with me he told me if I told anyone he would do the same to my cousin. He left me on the side of the road and I lied there with blood dripping out of me and bruises on my stomach. He took my virginity and my innocence when I was fifteen years old.

— Megan, age 17