I met him while attending lessons at a school. He lived directly opposite. I was 15 and he was 22. The first time I saw him, I couldn’t stop staring! He was gorgeous. We spoke briefly for 1 year and a half. One day he invited me over to watch a ‘movie’. I was now 16. I went, not thinking about anything else but a movie. I was lying on his bed watching the television while he kept staring at my face. I felt really uncomfortable so I asked him to stop. He said my face was way better to look at rather than the movie. The next thing I knew, he was on top of me kissing me deeply. I kept trying to push him off. I was so scared. When I finally did get him to come off, he kept apologizing. I felt bad so I told him it was okay. I told him I had to go and he asked for a kiss which I did agree to. After that day, he kept inviting me over and each time he asked for sex. I tried to change the topic when it came up. One day he asked and wouldn’t take no for an answer. He said he would be quick. I kept saying no but it was of no use. I just lay there. It really was quick but it hurt me in ways I never knew was possible. The pain was excruciating. He left the room to put his clothing back on when the blood started to flow down my legs. I was soo scared. When he saw he started to curse and was very angry. I left with blood stains on my clothes. It’s been 6 months and I get flash backs all the time. I’m now suffering with depression and counseling isn’t helping one bit. I’m also very suicidal and I’m afraid that one day I won’t be able to fight the thoughts off….
— Survivor, age 17