I was raped when I was 14. I was at a friends house and he was a guy. His mom went out to go shopping for a little bit and left us there. I didn’t think anything was gonna happen because we were friends. 2 of his friends came over and sat on the couch right next to me on each side. They got really close and I tried to get up and move but they pulled me back down. I asked them if they could scoot over a little bit and they came closer. One started to unzip his pants and I knew what was happening. I screamed as loud as I could and then my friend covered my mouth. I couldn’t believe he was helping them. I was held down and raped by both of them. Once they were done, They told me if I told anyone they would hurt me and I was scared. I went home feeling sad. I was hurting everywhere. I felt like it was my fault. I could’ve stopped them. My sister knew something was wrong and I don’t know how she couldn’t of. They ripped my shorts. I started to cry and I told her. It was really hard and I couldn’t get out of bed for days. I regret going over to his house that day.