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.
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Thank you so much for sharing your story here. Of course it was hard – I think hard probably isn’t a strong enough word. It might still be hard and that’s ok. But I have to say to you that you going over to his house DOES NOT MAKE WHAT HAPPENED YOUR FAULT!!!! I know it’s easy to think you could have stopped them but the truth is that if you’d fought more or done something differently, who knows how it would have ended. But that doesn’t make the truth any easier. Was your sister supportive when you told her? I would encourage you to talk to someone who can give you some support and help you deal with the emotions toward what happened – including the regret you feel for going to his house. Maybe a close friend or family member? Or a counselor? I’m really proud of you for posting your story here and I’m sending you lots of love!! Alexis