June 11th, 2025
        
        			Just Words
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Just words. You have trouble talking about these things. You realize you have trouble talking about a lot of things. You remember being excited about your first job at Dairy Queen. One of your friends works there and you know a lot of people work there as a summer job....	
 
	
		
        			November 24th, 2015
        
        			The First Time
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 6, when my family was hosting a religious prayer. About a hundred people were invited. And in went on for almost a month. People would come and go. There was a priest, who would make me sit on his lap whoever he got the chance. One day, my...	
 
	
		
        			October 1st, 2018
        
        			Only I get to make choices for...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m the one who got myself that last beer that made me black out. I should’ve known my limits. If I really didn’t want it, why would I have let him into my dorm upstairs from the party? Maybe he was black out drunk too. Sometimes when I drink too...	
 
	
		
        			April 13th, 2015
        
        			A Meek Young Girl
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 17 at the time and my attacker was 16. We started dating in October. We were dating and everything was going great through our relationship. 2 months into our relationship his friends made fun of him by saying how I wasn’t a virgin and he was and that...	
 
	
		
        			January 30th, 2016
        
        			My Two Days of Hell
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		16 years ago I had just finished college and had a 1 year old son. I met a young man through friends and we had started dating. He seemed so great. He was tall and muscular, good job and was so good to my son and so good to me…...	
 
	
		
        			December 15th, 2015
        
        			Stockholm
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 16 and I became friends with a girl who was 17 and about 6/7 months pregnant. She was a pathological liar who I found out came from a very messed up family. She took me on vacation with her two sisters, her oldest sisters boyfriend and her father....	
 
	
		
        			April 19th, 2016
        
        			Molested at 8
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My god brothers and my godfather sure did love me. Being a child in the 80s was innocent fun. You could trust anyone. So it wasn’t a big deal for me to spend the night with my god brother “Tim”. He was around 9. “Jim”, my oldest god brother was...	
 
	
		
        			November 22nd, 2014
        
        			I Didn’t Let It Kill Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		It began when I was nine years old. I man in our neighborhood would come around on his motorcycle and see me. He told me to get on the motorcycle and kidnapped me. I did not know what to do so I did what he said to do. He would...	
 
	
		
        			August 24th, 2009
        
        			כמוני כמוך
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		מחזקת את ידיך. כמוני כמוך, כמו כל החברות שלי, אין אישה בישראל שלא עברה הטרדה מינית / תקיפה מינית / אונס או גילוי עריות.	
 
	
		
        			April 27th, 2017
        
        			Confused
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was debating for a long time whether or not to share this story, whether or not I have the right to do it. But I feel like I need to tell someone, anyone because it’s tearing me up. That’s the only thing I’ve had in my mind for the...	
 
	
		
        			November 14th, 2017
        
        			Mistaken Identity
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Drunk at a party, I guess one of the most common phrases in the stories. I passed out on the couch, with my head on a good friend’s shoulder, and he was equally passed out. When I awoke, we were still on the couch, but I felt funny. My bra...	
 
	
		
        			June 24th, 2015
        
        			It Was My Fault
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m going to say everything honestly right now… I’m a teenager, and last summer I got into the habit of smoking weed because I was really stressed out. All my parents did was argue and my brother was really abusive to. I also was self harming and smoking lessened the...	
 
	
		
        			April 15th, 2017
        
        			Exposing Rapists – A Poem
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		You will never be free Dark is your secret Whatever you do Whoever you become However you dress That secret will turn acidy Drown it with beer Bury it in anger Throw yourself into work Grow your beard Marry the best Protect your daughters Still it will eat your insides...	
 
	
		
        			January 21st, 2018
        
        			Be Aware
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		A girl I date recently came forward to me about 2 occurrences. I really don’t know how to feel about it all because she is a victim of rape but she also put herself in each situation it occurred. The summer after her freshman year of college she went to...	
 
	
		
        			November 14th, 2017
        
        			Mistaken Identity
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Drunk at a party, I guess one of the most common phrases in the stories. I passed out on the couch, with my head on a good friend’s shoulder, and he was equally passed out. When I awoke, we were still on the couch, but I felt funny. My bra...	
 
	
	
		When I was 20 years old I left my boyfriend after 1 year of emotional, mental, and physical abuse. Soon after I missed my period. I went to his house to speak with him about the possibility and he was drunk. Instead of speaking with him I went to leave,...	
 
	
	
		I was 17 years old i was a virgin I had this boyfriend for a couple of weeks and then he went to university in another city, i went to visit him and lied to my parents telling them i was going to visit a friend on The same city...	
 
	
		
        			March 23rd, 2016
        
        			Afraid of the Truth
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		i’m 28 years old and have been in trauma therapy for close to three years since its happen, and i still have a very hard time speaking about it. it happened while i was in israel for a 2 week vacation during college. i had had a few drinks and...	
 
	
		
        			June 8th, 2018
        
        			Perfect on Paper
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I met him at a party on New Years. He was handsome, a great dancer, a pre-law student, worked while putting himself through school, had a new car, played in a jazz band, father was a minister. We went to different schools so he called me when he came home...	
 
	
	
		It happens when I just turned 14. It was summer day, I was playing on the playground with my best friend. We met two men – they were much older than us, but who cared – if anyone wanted to play, there wasn’t any problem – the playground was public...	
 
	
	
		I was raped during my freshman year of college. I went to a party and drank for the first time. I didn’t get super drunk, but I was definitely not totally aware of everything going on. I remember I was sitting on a couch listening to music when all of...	
 
	
		
        			September 5th, 2010
        
        			גבר אלים וחולני
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		לקראת גיל 15 התחלתי לצאת עם בחור שהיה גדול ממני בשנה, לאחר חודשיים בערך ביחד הייתה בנינו מריבה מטופשת במהלך המריבה הוא נהייה אלים כלפי זאת הפעם הראשונה בעצם שהוא הרים עליי יד, הביא לי סטירה שהפילה אותי על הריצפה וכשאני שוכבת על הרצפה הביא לי מכה חזרה בבטן עם...	
 
	
		
        			March 20th, 2016
        
        			Started With My Father
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I apologize for how long this is and how graphic if graphic descriptions are going to be hard for you consider this your warning to stop now. However, I wanted to be frank about what I’ve done and what’s happened to me. I don’t want to pretend things weren’t the...	
 
	
		
        			January 4th, 2014
        
        			I Am Still Standing
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Being taken advantage of isn’t particularly new to me. From the ages of four to eighteen I was neglected and abused by both of my parents in many ways. When I left for college in August of 2010 I fully planned to leave my old life behind and fight to...	
 
	
		
        			December 7th, 2015
        
        			Let Down
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		From the ages of 11-13 I was raped by my mother’s boyfriend. She knew it was happening. It began with me waking up to him standing in the doorway of my room. Then it progressed to stroking. It wasn’t necessarily sexual touching but it felt wrong. Then I woke up...	
 
	
		
        			June 6th, 2015
        
        			I Was Only 7
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m from a little town in Mexico (I apologize for my english) And my nightmare started when I was 7 years. I Was a little girl, a little happy girl… but when I started the school, my cousin, (a nephew from my father’s) raped me and changed everything. He was...	
 
	
		
        			June 12th, 2016
        
        			Do NOT Trust Strangers
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 19 at the time. Moved to a state across the country for a job. Met a few people there I hung out with daily. Went to one of the bars with them one night. We had met up with some people they knew. We had ordered a drink...	
 
	
		
        			November 15th, 2016
        
        			Victim No More
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As a child i grew up in an abusive household. My mother and father were both heavy substance users and I was exposed to a lot of violence ever since birth. Quite frankly, my rape was inevitable. I was only just 12 at the time, first year of high school....	
 
	
		
        			December 7th, 2014
        
        			My Fight
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am forced to live in a house with young men. My brother and three others. I put up a fight every night. It’s not enough. It’s never enough. The worst part is they know I’m a lesbian, and i hate it. They always say they will change my mind....	
 
	
		
        			August 24th, 2009
        
        			לא יוצאים מזה…
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		לינור יקרה- הסיפור שלך השפיע עלי רבות בזמנו (1998) כי ממש באותה תקופה הסיפור עם השכן שפגע בי התפוצץ… אני לא חיה מאז. אני חיה-מתה למען האמת… כל יום הוא מלחמה עבורי… אני נאחזת בשיניים, וזה לא קל. סליחה אם אני נשמעת פסימית (אולי זה בגלל התקופה…), אבל קשה מאוד...	
 
	
		
        			October 26th, 2015
        
        			College Student
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was raped. By a guy I thought was cool. He was a member of a fraternity. I thought he was cool. He invited me to his place for dinner. I thought he liked me. I got to his place he had picked me up from campus. So I was...	
 
	
		
        			July 13th, 2009
        
        			Not Alone
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am 34 years old. I was sexually abused by my ex-step-father for nine years. It ended 20 years ago, and I am only now comfortable and very passionate about using my experience to help others in some capacity. I am only very, very recently learning about ways that I...	
 
	
		
        			March 5th, 2015
        
        			The Touches I Felt
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Being that I’m much older now I realize all the things that I went through in the past we’re wrong. When I was a child between ages of 5-7 (maybe even before) I was being molested by my older brother who was 4 years older than me. I remember when...	
 
	
		
        			June 5th, 2018
        
        			I am a survivor
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was first raped at the age of twelve, my school friend’s uncle, promised to take us to the movies, instead he took us to an isolated beach and grabbed me first, I tried fighting him but he was too strong for me, he hit me in my stomach and...	
 
	
		
        			January 3rd, 2014
        
        			Rape & Sexual Assault
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		This has gone on for too many years, not only to women but men too. The shame and guilt and fear kept me quiet for over 40 years.I let myself down as well as others. How to heal and speak out is something i need in order too move on...	
 
	
		
        			October 16th, 2015
        
        			My Story
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 9 so I will not sugar coat the truth. I will share with you how I was forced to do, well what you wouldn’t have wanted to do. I will share with why I had teary eyes as he separated my thighs. But then again you might only...	
 
	
		
        			June 2nd, 2023
        
        			He Was Saving Me From Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I thought I wasn’t worth it Suicide I kept escaping it Depression, the shadow i hid in Screaming:: When will this mental illness end Couldn’t find someone to truly call a friend Felt like i lost my wind I was self destructing, didn’t know what it was like to be...	
 
	
		
        			June 15th, 2015
        
        			Careful What You Wish For
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was just 6 years old my biological dad walked out on my family. It was devastating, and for the next 5 years my mum would have boyfriends in and out of the house. I was a lonely child and I didn’t have very many friends, I was desperate...	
 
	
	
		Dear God, Turn me into a unicorn. Sincerely, Me. A unicorn. My first memories as well as current thinking that comes to mind when I hear the term “unicorn” is my Lisa Frank trapped keeper and the 500 page sticker sheets that made their comeback debut at Target dollar spot...	
 
	
		
        			January 24th, 2016
        
        			I Feel So Betrayed
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		February 20, 2015 for days before my 17th birthday. I got picked up by my cousins boyfriend to babysit their one year old. They drank and smoked marijuana and he had made mix me a drink. Their taxi came and got them and I was then left alone staying up...	
 
	
		
        			August 8th, 2018
        
        			When will it be enough?
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Why is it not enough? Why is my reluctance not enough to make you stop? Why is my “no” not enough? Why is my “no no no” not enough? Why are my clawing, shoving, desperately-trying-to-pull-my-pants-up hands not enough? Why is my cry of “oh god make it stop, please make...	
 
	
		
        			March 17th, 2016
        
        			Choir Camp
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was young I was in this children’s choir. Every summer they had an overnight at a camp grounds to prepare for the next season. The first time I went there, I was 11. I went with my best friend at the time who had just gotten new glasses....	
 
	
		
        			July 6th, 2014
        
        			Breaking the Trust
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was raped for the first time when I was 18 by an undercover cop. I had dissed him at a college party, I was followed by cop, ambushed from behind and was raped in a back alley and left me handcuffed to a pole naked for friends to find...	
 
	
		
        			July 21st, 2014
        
        			In the Hospital
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was a medical student, and he was a resident in a surgical specialty. We were dating, and he had been respectful of my boundaries. As a Catholic, I intended to remain a virgin until I was married. We were both on call at the same hospital, and there weren’t...	
 
	
		
        			August 25th, 2016
        
        			The Night I Wished Never Happened!!
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		was 22 yr old Virgin(indian) when this occurred…. I’m a doctor was doing my internship at bangalore medical college… I was so fed up with studies I wanted to have fun i made new friends and one among that was a girl named kritta .. she was living the life...	
 
	
	
		Cuando tenía 23 años de edad empecé a trabajar con el ejército de mi país por 6 meses. Allí conocí a un teniente que al principio nos llevábamos bien, conversábamos, etc. Teníamos las habitaciones continuas. Un día, él me llamó y él estaba dentro de su habitación, yo no pensé...	
 
	
		
        			October 23rd, 2016
        
        			Molestation
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 14 years old when the first assault happened. My older brother, Will, came into my room at 3 am and picked me up and took me to the couch where he slept. I was half asleep but conscious enough to remember what happened. After laying me on the...	
 
	
		
        			September 23rd, 2016
        
        			The Silent But Haunting Wounds Of Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve been raped twice (I’ll write about my second rape later on). The first rape I was 17 yrs, traveling in Greece. I had to go by ship to travel between islands. One evening, I met a man on the ship, he paid me a coffee and we had a...	
 
	
	
		It was my first year of college and I was struggling with depression. I didn’t like my college and I felt out of place. I wasn’t ok. But it was suddenly so much worse. I was a freshman, he was a senior. We were both sociology majors and had a...	
 
	
		
        			April 3rd, 2014
        
        			Finally Healing
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I never wanted to believe that what I lived with for a decade was rape. I met him when I was 16. He slowly encouraged me to make him my whole world. Turned away my friends and family. I moved in with him at 17. Before that, the assaults were...	
 
	
		
        			March 5th, 2018
        
        			I was raped and I didnt know...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		It is after many many years that I have finally come to realise that I was raped. Not just once, but several times and with not just the same man. That is the guilt I carry with me, that I allowed it to happen over and over again. One day...	
 
	
		
        			April 12th, 2017
        
        			Lost Trust In Men For The Longest...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 8 years old when me, my mom, brother and sister went to visit my dad and his family in Arizona. My siblings and I wanted to stay the night with our cousins. My mom and dad left. When we were all asleep my uncle came into the room...	
 
	
		
        			September 3rd, 2014
        
        			לפני 14 שנים
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		והסיפור בעברית כי אני לא טובה לכתוב באנגלית!! דבר חשוב שיש לי לציין לפני שאני מתחילה לכתוב אני לא יודעת אנגלית טוב אני יודעת רק עברית אז מקווה שהתוכנה תתרגם נכון. שלום ראיתי את הסרט שלך והרגשתי צורך לכתוב לך את הסיפור שלי. כיום אני בת 16… זה קרה לפני...	
 
	
		
        			November 24th, 2015
        
        			All Just Too Much
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I know I’m young, I’m only 25. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t experienced more in my few years on this earth than most will in their life. 17 years ago, when I was 8, my friend’s older brother raped me. I didn’t tell anyone, and over the years, I’ve...	
 
	
		
        			June 17th, 2014
        
        			Seis Años
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		A los seis años fui a la fiesta de una tia buela una de las tantas reuniones que hacen en mi familia y cuando fui al baño el hijo de esa tia me llevo a su cuarto y abuso de mi yo trate de llamar a mi mama pero tenian...	
 
	
		
        			January 10th, 2015
        
        			Strength to Speak Out
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		After watching Brave Miss World, I finally feel empowered to speak out about my rape. Seven years ago, when I was 17, I was repeatedly raped by my boyfriend at the time. At that moment, I didn’t fully understand that it was rape. But, in the years since then, I...	
 
	
		
        			January 20th, 2014
        
        			הטראומה הכי קשה בחיי
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		הייתי בת 19 באתי מבית דתי הכרתי אותו מבוגר ממני ב20 שנה הכיר לי את העולם החילוני , הכל אצלו היה מתוכנן הכניס אותי להריון והתחתנו עוד לא עיקלתי מה קרה לי אני כבר אמא כל הנישואים לא הבנתי למה הוא מכה וצועק ומתעלל פיזית ומינית תמיד אמר לי “את...	
 
	
		
        			October 14th, 2016
        
        			A Wolf Hidden In Sheeps Clothing
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		It was the second semester of my sophomore year in college. I recently just got out of breakup and was still dealing with a loss in my family. Pretty much a depressing stage of my life that I was so willingly eager to escape. I wanted to take on my...	
 
	
		
        			July 29th, 2016
        
        			Once When I Was 6, Once When...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am a 19 year old girl. I am a lot of things. I am kind. I am honest. I am respectful. I am caring. I am loyal. I am smart. I am everybody’s rock to lean on. I am an athlete. I am a scholar. I am a future...	
 
	
		
        			January 29th, 2018
        
        			No one cared until I made them
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My name is Deondra. I am 26 years old. I’ve been going through sexual harassment throughout my employment there from my supervisor. I reported it and in return nothing was done and i feel as if they thought i was lying and it was a joke or something! So i...	
 
	
		
        			September 13th, 2015
        
        			My First Two Times
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		strong>The first time My school had an exchange student in our class who has travelled from Austria. I immediately fell in love. He had a girlfriend back home but as we became friends and got closer and closer he told me ha had broken up with this girlfriend to be...	
 
	
	
		I don’t even know how to start this, but I guess I need another opinion… so here it goes. A few weeks ago, I was at my friend’s frat. He’s a really great guy, and I am friends with both him and his girlfriend, so I have always felt comfortable...	
 
	
	
		Born A Girl When I was 10, I noticed men looking at me differently When I was 10 to 12 men and boys of all ages honked their horns, whistled and yelled profanities at me When I was 13 my friend and I were walking home in the daylight, when...	
 
	
		
        			January 19th, 2016
        
        			My teacher and my step-brother
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 12 years old and I had this step-brother who was 16 and always the kindest to me. One day, my parents where out on a night out and it was just me and my step-brother in the house. I was in my room playing a video game and...	
 
	
		
        			April 13th, 2015
        
        			A Meek Young Girl
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 17 at the time and my attacker was 16. We started dating in October. We were dating and everything was going great through our relationship. 2 months into our relationship his friends made fun of him by saying how I wasn’t a virgin and he was and that...	
 
	
		
        			January 6th, 2016
        
        			Off My Shoulders
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As a child I was happy and nothing could be more perfect. Or at least that is what everyone thought. My mom probably could be stopped this, but i was never the one to tell and plus he said if iI did he would toy with my little sister. I...	
 
	
		
        			December 5th, 2011
        
        			A familiar fight
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Like Linor, I too am working to encourage victims to speak out and let the rapist be the only one ashamed. Ironically, I also made a documentary, “Miniskirts, Mace and Other Misconceptions” about my personal story and the way our culture treats victims of rape. I am working to educate...	
 
	
		
        			December 1st, 2017
        
        			Victory
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Let me start by complimenting Ms. Abargil on a Brave struggle. I too have competed in pageants, though never reaching the International stages, and well know the sexual harassment attracted. I have the fortune to not have matters progress to such violence, as she contended with. I do not feel...	
 
	
		
        			February 22nd, 2018
        
        			I’m Sorry if Assaulting Me Hurt You
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My Side of the Story: I’m Sorry If Assaulting Me Hurt You 2/5/18 I was trying to find someone special. And as much as I wanted you to be it, I knew you weren’t. And I tried to tell you that. I thought I had. But I don’t think you...	
 
	
		
        			March 7th, 2016
        
        			Raped and Molested
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		This is long, bare with me, please. From what I remember, it started when I was 6 continued until the summer going into 6th grade. I was molested almost every night by my step father (who was drinking and smoking at the time). One night, I was raped. My stepdad...	
 
	
		
        			October 31st, 2014
        
        			Bringing the Stories to Light
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am so grateful for the bravery and commitment to change that Linor has demonstrated. When watching Brave Miss World I was moved by her courage. I have been in contact with Linor and the Brave Miss World team because I am also working toward ending the silence of rape...	
 
	
	
		i was only 7 years old. He was my babysitter. he raped me. i remember i was just playing with my dolls when he came into my room. he said “can i play too?” i said yeah and handed him one of my ken dolls. “no not that kind of...	
 
	
		
        			October 13th, 2017
        
        			My Father’s Funeral
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		After a long illness, my Father passed away, and I flew into his funeral. My bags were stolen out of the airport. I only had my bags, and the clothes I was traveling in. I had to go to the mall and get some appropriate outfit the morning before the...	
 
	
		
        			March 26th, 2014
        
        			I’m Speaking Out!
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m really glad to see people like Linor Abigal speaking out against sexual violence. I believe the more of us that speak out the less power we give this crime and we help victims and survivors heal. I experienced childhood sexual abuse from age 8-14 and it took me over...	
 
	
		
        			November 22nd, 2017
        
        			Never Thought It Would Happen to Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Dear Survivor, I know the bad days outnumber the good ones. Maybe you haven’t even had a good day since it happened. Maybe you feel like your temptations are the only logical way to escape. Maybe you’re ignoring it. I thought ending my life was the only way to escape....	
 
	
		
        			December 6th, 2017
        
        			Unknown Abuse by Biological Father
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 3, and the abuse went on for a few months. I’m 16 now and the only details I know are from papers that were used in court. My mom protected me, and got a restraining order. He was mine and my brother’s biological father, not my sister’s. He...	
 
	
		
        			May 17th, 2017
        
        			Sexual Assault
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was at work one day and a coworker of mine who is higher up than I was sexually assaulted me. It was horrible and what happened after was also awful. I reported it and was treated like garbage. Although I intern got very frustrated and acted out in my...	
 
	
		
        			June 19th, 2018
        
        			I am a survivor
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		The first time I was molested I was about 4 years old. I barely remember it. My birth mother was very poor and lived with who I’m assuming was a boyfriend or pimp. He used to take me in the bedroom and tell me to take off all my clothes....	
 
	
		
        			October 25th, 2014
        
        			Date Rape Drug
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am 67 now. In 1984 my younger sister met a man and he drugged her with a date rape drug. Her story was like so many I have heard. She woke up naked and didn’t know how she had gotten there. She was horrified. She knew she had been...	
 
	
		
        			October 21st, 2016
        
        			A Girl Who Cried Wolf
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had an okay life. I didn’t think much of it. I had a mom, a dad, my Tia. My mom was always good to me, I was her Dollybgolly, we would play dress up. I did well in school. I made it my goal to earn As in school...	
 
	
		
        			February 1st, 2018
        
        			One in Four
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I came into college knowing the horrifying statistics of rape, but I never thought that I would be the one in four. My night started like any other night of drinking and hanging out with my roommate, only this time our “friend” asked if he could come join us. We...	
 
	
		
        			January 27th, 2017
        
        			The Man Who Never Was
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I would like to go back to December 19th of 2016, the charming man I met all in black, his hair down and his fedora hat, the man who has this smile, this look in his eyes, who danced with me, and said hurry up guys this girl and I...	
 
	
		
        			September 8th, 2016
        
        			Rape and Not Believed
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		The second time I was raped was last year on my birthday and I was 14 years old. The morning of my birthday I went down stairs to see a note saying that my dad and brother were out and my mum and my sister were too. The day proceeded...	
 
	
		
        			August 7th, 2015
        
        			Gang Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 14 when I was raped. I went out with my friends to a party where i met these guys there were 3 or 4 of them. They looked at me and complimented on my beauty. Saying “You are a really pretty girl” and “what’s your secret?” I said...	
 
	
		
        			December 8th, 2014
        
        			In My Home
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had met a man in an Internet cafe where a close male friend was working. He seemed shy but friendly. He had asked me for my phone number, which I stupidly gave him. I was a single mom with two boys, just trying to make my way and find...	
 
	
		
        			June 19th, 2014
        
        			The First Man In My Life
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Was my father. He was a religious zealot. x 3 every Sunday, morning evening services and Sunday school in between. He helped build a new church roof over many weekends, leaving me with negligent babysitters, some cruel. All Church people. He had my mother committed to a psychiatric hospital 12 years before I...	
 
	
		
        			June 23rd, 2014
        
        			Virgin Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		In 1971, I was groomed/tricked by a male student from Chicago’s south side who was at a community college located in southeastern Washington State on a football scholarship. I was 18. I came from an abusive home: my mother mentally, emotionally and physically abused me from my age of 2...	
 
	
		
        			June 18th, 2018
        
        			Camp rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I wasn’t old. Maybe… 14-16? I remember I went to a camp. A school one, other schools were there too, it’s was an end of the year thing. On the first night I needed to use the restroom, so I left the cabin and walked towards the restrooms. I was...	
 
	
		
        			June 26th, 2014
        
        			Raped at 16
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was sixteen taken to a party by a girlfriend that I trusted. When we showed up there were on 2 men there that I never met. We drank and got drunk, I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night and one of the guys were...	
 
	
		
        			June 26th, 2014
        
        			I Was Manipulated
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		3 weeks before I left my first year of college, (I had just turned 19) I met a boy through a school event and a few mutual friends. I talked to him first, and he felt that my initiation meant that “I wanted it”. I had recently been through a...	
 
	
	
		The first time I was raped. I was 18, I never thought of it as rape until recently, but I guess it was. I’d been drinking and there just wasn’t a clear line of consent. I was too out of it to say yes or no. And the guy had...	
 
	
		
        			February 19th, 2015
        
        			The Setup
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Growing up I was always a good church girl. Never cursed,n ever had sex, never did a lot of things. Until I turned 16, and began experimenting with opiates. I became an addict. To this day, my mouth still waters when thinking about a day in bed with a nice...	
 
	
		
        			March 17th, 2015
        
        			Sleep Over
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		We had lived in a small subdivision at the time and everyone knew each other , and we always did stuff. I was 8 at the time and I had gone to stay the night at one of my friends house, but we’d gotten into a childish fight. I left...	
 
	
		
        			September 3rd, 2014
        
        			לפני 14 שנים
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		והסיפור בעברית כי אני לא טובה לכתוב באנגלית!! דבר חשוב שיש לי לציין לפני שאני מתחילה לכתוב אני לא יודעת אנגלית טוב אני יודעת רק עברית אז מקווה שהתוכנה תתרגם נכון. שלום ראיתי את הסרט שלך והרגשתי צורך לכתוב לך את הסיפור שלי. כיום אני בת 16… זה קרה לפני...	
 
	
		
        			July 22nd, 2016
        
        			Kidnapped and Raped
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		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...	
 
	
	
		מרגיש מכני נושא הסיפור: והסיפור: כלכך ישיר לנושא כלכך מורכב אני שכנה שלך ממש חדשה ברחוב הסחלב 96 רמת פולג בעלך עבד עם חבר שלי שמנהל את הקפה קפה באמנון ותמר 6 (של אבא שלי) הסיפור שלי כזה הייתי ילדה שמחה מאוד ואז זה הפסיק פעם אחת קצרה ,אבל כלכך...	
 
	
		
        			February 23rd, 2017
        
        			Daycare
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m now 28 and going through eating disorder recovery along with trauma work. When I was in kindergarten my mom went back to work full time. She sent me to the same daycare my younger cousin went to. The owner ran it from her home (sometimes her sons would help...	
 
	
		
        			May 4th, 2015
        
        			No Wasn’t Good Enough
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was enlisted in the United States Army. I believed it was my chance to find my self and be courageous and to leave the sheltered area from where I was raised, to be a voice. After a deployment with my unit I came home, I was tired and worn...	
 
	
		
        			March 25th, 2016
        
        			Read This Please
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		AS For those who’ve had a HORRID PAST Please I ENCOURAGE YOU TO READ: DO NOT EVER THINK OF KILLING YOURSELF EVERRRR PLS DON’T DO IT! It does suck because the world today is messed up, Ignorant and seems we have no one left to trust That’s true but that...	
 
	
	
		My story begins from when I was a little girl. An innocent child at the hands of a cruel father. My father and mother got a divorce because he abused her in ways you couldn’t imagine. This all started when I was visiting him when I was about four years...	
 
	
		
        			June 27th, 2015
        
        			Betrayed By My Own Mind
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had a shower, and sat on the floor with my legs crossed and my head resting on the glass, for maybe a good 45 minutes trying to meditate or at least practice some mindfulness breathing that our marriage counsellor suggest I try. I can’t. I can’t for more than...	
 
	
		
        			February 16th, 2015
        
        			Sleepraping
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		6 years have passed and I think about this everyday. Everyday. An inner tug of war turning the events over in my head. My boyfriend is an ‘upstanding citizen’, joined the army for the forces of good and would walk old ladies across the road. He started by the end...	
 
	
		
        			August 5th, 2016
        
        			They Blamed it on the Tequila
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I graduated, I actually graduated. Senior year was over, and the next part of my life was just beginning. Mexico was calling our names and here we were, fresh out of high school, ready to take on this vacation as if it was our last. No regrets. Then I met...	
 
	
		
        			March 19th, 2018
        
        			Quarterly Review
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As my 1st job, I was working at a chain store while going to school, and supporting my Mother through her cancer treatments. We had some assistance, but not enough to cover bills and food, much less rent. I needed the job. The manager TJ knew I was hard up...	
 
	
	
		When I was 15, my boyfriend asked me if we could have sex or any sexual contact, I said no I wasn’t ready. We had been dating for 2 months. 2 nights after he asked me, he took me out to see a movie. We sat in the back and...	
 
	
		
        			November 21st, 2017
        
        			Short Story
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Skipping the details, my first High School boyfriend got tired of going slow, and forced himself on me during a date. I told most of my friends that it happened. Forewarned, on dates, two of my close friends were wary of him, and avoided the same fate. At least, breaking...	
 
	
		
        			August 19th, 2009
        
        			היי לינור
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		היי אני מקווה שאכן תקראי אותי. גם אני עברתי חוויות דומות, כאלה ואחרות בחיי מ 8 אנשים מהמשפחה. זה הבלוג שלי אם תרצי לעיין http://www.tapuz.co.il/blog/userblog.asp?foldername=bubaa&passok=yes אשמח אם תצרי איתי קשר במייל את חזקה! כל הכבוד לך *חיבוק*	
 
	
		
        			September 18th, 2017
        
        			True View
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		it was started when i was small child 5 years old. it was my uncle..he used to call me near him as i would go to him bcz i didn’t know what his intention was. then would make sit on his lap and started to touch me were i felt...	
 
	
		
        			July 10th, 2018
        
        			The thief
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was only 5, people say you can’t remember it because you were so small but I do remember everything that happened, I was sexually harassed by my cousin who I loved like a brother, I don’t know but I was so scared to tell anyone so I told the...	
 
	
		
        			November 26th, 2017
        
        			Amusement Park
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m sharing this today because it’s something I’ve told to only three people in my entire life. It feels liberating, knowing that I will be able to get it all out without people knowing who I am. It was at an amusement park, I know that. But I don’t remember...	
 
	
		
        			September 30th, 2014
        
        			Raped By a Female
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am sharing my story as I was raped by my babysitter. She was female and I’m female. This is not uncommon and yet so under recognized. My life has been in turmoil as a result. I don’t trust women and I rarely feel safe around a female. I’ve been...	
 
	
		
        			February 10th, 2016
        
        			Family Ties
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was 17, I was on holiday with my dad, step mum and step brother. Everything was going great until one night when my dad and his wife went to bed early leaving me and Stephen alone. At first everything was normal, I was on one side of the...	
 
	
	
		I’m scared to write this here, but I need to open up. When I was 6 years old, I lived with my mum in really quiet and nice neighborhood. It was summer, I went to my friends place and he lived like 10 minutes away from home. It was around...	
 
	
		
        			August 22nd, 2014
        
        			I Am Victorious!
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My name is Yohanna Maceo-Ramirez and I say my full name because I have no shame in me anymore about what has happened to me. I was raped at 13 (I was a virgin) by a local playboy in the small town that I lived in the state of Pennsylvania....	
 
	
		
        			July 3rd, 2015
        
        			Finding My Voice
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I just finished watching the film on Netflix and felt compelled to share my story. I have shared pieces of my story with close supporters but never in a public forum. I a a trauma therapist. I have been helping others overcome their trauma for many years yet for me...	
 
	
		
        			November 20th, 2014
        
        			Forced, De-flowered
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve experienced sexual assault and harassment for as long as I can remember. It mainly started when I was about 3 years old and my brother’s friends molested me. I remember having to see counselors due to becoming violent…they passed it off as ADD. Flash forward over a decade, I...	
 
	
	
		Hola, no comprendo muy bien el idioma ingles por eso escribo esta corta historia en español, la persona que fue abusa es mi esposa cuan ella tenia 11 años por el esposo de una tía de ella y el esposo de una prima de ella. Al contarme esto sentí demasiada...	
 
	
		
        			October 28th, 2015
        
        			I Don’t Trust My Father
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As long as I can remember I have been raped by my biological father. I was at least 2 or 3 when it started and also started with my sister too. She never likes to talk about it.. I first came out with it when I was 10-11 to my...	
 
	
		
        			June 27th, 2014
        
        			The Monster With The Pretty Smile
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was in grade nine when I lost something that can never be returned. I just want to make it clear that I do not want anyone’s pity, or empathy. I don’t want people to say “that poor girl how could someone do something like that to her?” What’s done...	
 
	
		
        			June 25th, 2014
        
        			Thank you for being LOUD!
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I know it is hard to share this burden, to deal with it again and again, to listen to stories that are triggering of the PTSD and to try to help the whole world and feel overwhelmed. I hope you will give yourself a chance to take a break when...	
 
	
		
        			May 3rd, 2015
        
        			I Was Nearly Raped
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was only 15 when I experienced the most horrible night of my life.. . I remember one night I was fast asleep in my room, when suddenly I felt someone sit next to me on my bed. I felt hands gentle, but rough, graze up and down my face,...	
 
	
		
        			April 20th, 2009
        
        			Do I say thank you?
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was not sure if I was ready to talk about that night. I haven’t really shared details with very many people. It was my deceased mom’s birthday and I was over my aunts house for a mini celebration. I went to visit one of my friends at Applebee’s. Then...	
 
	
		
        			September 7th, 2016
        
        			I Hate You
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		You left me at a crack house where he was waiting to corner me and take me to his bedroom. You were gone for maybe five minutes and he already had me. What’s worse! I tried to tell you when you got in the door, oh sweet ex of mine,...	
 
	
		
        			October 19th, 2017
        
        			I Shouldn’t Have Drank
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My friend was throwing a party for me and two other friends. We all shared birthdays around the same time, so we celebrated them together. A lot of people I didn’t even speak to showed up. I was turning 15 and it was my first time drinking. Apparently I drank...	
 
	
		
        			July 1st, 2014
        
        			I’m Doing You a Favor
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 7 years old when we moved into my step-father’s house. Around that time he pulled me into his dark bedroom and whispered that there was something very important he wanted to show me. My mom had just left the room to go downstairs and make dinner for us....	
 
	
		
        			July 20th, 2016
        
        			BC Oilfield Ruined My Life
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		If it were to ever happen to anyone. I wish it would happen to me again as I don’t wish this on my darkest enemy. It was Friday and I was blessed with a sunny day off. I had went into the dispatch office in the morning asking if there...	
 
	
		
        			October 17th, 2016
        
        			My Beloved Man
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I see many Articles online about Abuse. Abuse by coworkers, friends, fathers, ex-boyfriends, and sometimes strangers. I feel like I have to whisper this story of mine, because it is to remain a secret forever. I can’t speak up loud enough for my children to hear. Life would be ruined....	
 
	
		
        			September 7th, 2009
        
        			לדבר, להלחם, לנצח
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		לינור יקרה, בלי שתדעי ליוות אותי בשנים הקשות שלי. נאנסתי במשך שנים וכשאת סיפרת את הסיפור שלך אני הייתי בת 13. נתת לי את הכוח לספר את הסיפור שלי ולבקש עזרה. היום- יותר מעשור אחרי… ואחרי טיפול ארוך שנים ואין בוף עליות וירידות אני גאה לומר- ניצחתי. אני חיה. נהנת...	
 
	
		
        			December 1st, 2014
        
        			Light In The Dark
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I grew up hearing all the right information when it came to date rape, sexual assault and healthy relationships. My mother, my school and other sources were good at teaching me the facts about these realities. Even being equipped with the tools to be able to recognize these risks and...	
 
	
		
        			July 8th, 2015
        
        			Enough Is Enough
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am now 22, at 18 I had my first real boyfriend, who completely mentally and emotionally abused me, but of course in that moment I was in complete denial of the whole situation. After about a year of going out, things were getting worse. One night while having sex...	
 
	
		
        			October 25th, 2018
        
        			The Boys Club Continues
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I decided to share my story after reading another woman’s story on this site…she was brutally gang raped by police and contemplating suicide. Please “don’t let them win” by Suicide. I know it’s your choice to take your life or survive…. I know the helplessness against the Blue Wall. I...	
 
	
		
        			May 7th, 2018
        
        			Two Men Lifetimes Apart
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		ts hard to remember when it started happening. I know for sure it was before I was in kindergarten but I’ve blocked out most of my elementary school years. He was a man I called dad, even though he wasnt biologically so. He was there from the time I was...	
 
	
		
        			May 29th, 2014
        
        			Mi Historia
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		hola tengo 38 años mi historia comienza cuando tenia 8 años mi padre murió y quedamos con mi madre en ese en toses vivíamos en el campo mi familia es numerosa somos 8 hermanos entre mujeres y hombre yo soy la numero 7 y mi hermana la numero 8 ella...	
 
	
		
        			December 29th, 2015
        
        			Was I Abused?
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m 14 years old and I’m concerned that I was abused by my brother as a child. I don’t remember how old I was, I barely remember anything, but I know my brother was old enough to understand what was happening. I remember that because he had braces and I...	
 
	
		
        			August 24th, 2009
        
        			חיה בשני עולמות מקבילים
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		מאיפה בכלל מתחילים לרשום את הסיפור שלי כשמרגישה שלא משנה כמה אני ירשום- זה פשוט לא יהיה מספיק. אני חיה בתוך הסוד הזה כבר שנים רבות- רבות מדי. אני בת 25, לאחרונה סיימתי את התואר הראשון שלי. למרות הכאב שאני חייה בחיי- לאורך השנים תמיד וידאתי שאת כל הכוחות שלי...	
 
	
		
        			August 15th, 2014
        
        			Kibbutz
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve just finished watching your amazing documentary, it’s taken me a couple of months of knowing about it to finally be able to press play. I’m so pleased I did, I cried for you Linor, I cried for myself and I cried for all the strong women who spoke, and...	
 
	
		
        			September 25th, 2017
        
        			Walk Me?
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Saturday, I was out at Karaoke @ Rigby’s Bar with a set of close friends. I had drinks, but wasn’t drunk. I had to work in the morning, so I wasn’t staying late. I was worried about getting raped on the way to my car, so I asked for an...	
 
	
		
        			March 15th, 2016
        
        			I was 13
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 13 when I was sexually assaulted. I didn’t really know what was happening, really. He was my best friends older brother (he was 14) and we always shared his bed, while my best friend slept on the couch in his room. I had a huge crush on him...	
 
	
		
        			May 24th, 2018
        
        			My Own Party
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		i was home alone for about a month and i thought it would be a great idea to throw a party to make new friends and even gain popularity. the party was so out of control but in the end nothing bad happened and everyone got home safe. i let...	
 
	
		
        			April 17th, 2016
        
        			3 Strikes and No More
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Instead of writing several small posts, I decided to write one really long post. I had a rough time with guys all my life. I used to get bullied a lot by guys. But I never imagined my problems with men would get worse. In fact, I was raped 3...	
 
	
		
        			March 23rd, 2016
        
        			Sexual Assault
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Oh goodness this is hard. I was 13 years old at the time, my “best-friend” was spending the night at my house. She convinced me that we should sneak out of the house to meet her boyfriend at his house (right up the street- he was considerably older than us)....	
 
	
		
        			July 8th, 2014
        
        			Multiple Rapes
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Dad’s dad grabs my breast and french kisses me when I am 11, 12 years old. Dad lifts me up above his head and drops me on the ground breaking my ribs and gets on top of me and won’t get off until I threaten to tell mom age 14....	
 
	
		
        			September 13th, 2022
        
        			Raped in my own bed
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Locked forever in Liberty Plaza, Frozen in time, always saying no, But no one hears me, no one listens and no one comes. But why would they? If I don’t scream for help. Locked forever, in my tiny uni room. Your clothes, stained with vomit, in my bathroom. Photos of...	
 
	
		
        			April 5th, 2017
        
        			School Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 8 and I was heading to the girls bathroom. I walked into the biggest stall because I always go for the most spacious. I walked in and locked the door. Three males older than me, (about two or three grades), crawled into my stall from the one next...	
 
	
		
        			January 2nd, 2016
        
        			Despedida
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Hola soy una mujer de 31 años. Viví una situación muy confusa cuando era niña casi 9 o 10 años. Mis padres nos dejaban vacacional en la casa de mis abuelos que nos cuidaban, nos consentían con golosinas, ver televisión y jugar. Una tarde ya para llegar la noche nos...	
 
	
		
        			March 2nd, 2016
        
        			I Was Just A Baby
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My little brother was born when I was just five years old. That’s how I know how old I was when my abuse first started. I was four years old, a toddler just starting to learn about the world, when my uncle and my grandfather began to sexually abuse me....	
 
	
		
        			November 18th, 2014
        
        			I Was 19
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I just finished watching this wonderful story and I was encouraged to, for the first time, speak publicly (albeit anonymously) about my rape at age 19. I’m now 37 years old and in a relationship with a wonderful man but I am wondering if my coping mechanisms at the time...	
 
	
		
        			January 23rd, 2017
        
        			My “Step-father”
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was about 5 my mother married a guy. The first year was awesome, I loved him he bought me anything I wanted and always made sure I didn’t get yelled at by my mom. He “got sick” for about a week during the summer usually my mom left...	
 
	
		
        			October 26th, 2015
        
        			College Student
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was raped. By a guy I thought was cool. He was a member of a fraternity. I thought he was cool. He invited me to his place for dinner. I thought he liked me. I got to his place he had picked me up from campus. So I was...	
 
	
		
        			October 11th, 2015
        
        			Protecting My Predator
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I grew up with my grandparents until I was 13 and moved to another city to be cared for by my mother and her partner – the father to my younger sister and brothers. One day while taking a nap, I felt someone lying with me with their hand in...	
 
	
		
        			July 2nd, 2014
        
        			A Memory That Came Back
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I feel weak as I’m writing this. I’ve never told anyone this story. When I was 17 I was an a car accident, I broke my neck, but luckily survived and without permanent damage. I was on very heavy narcotics at the time. I’m not sure exactly when the memories...	
 
	
	
		Born A Girl When I was 10, I noticed men looking at me differently When I was 10 to 12 men and boys of all ages honked their horns, whistled and yelled profanities at me When I was 13 my friend and I were walking home in the daylight, when...	
 
	
		
        			April 13th, 2015
        
        			A Meek Young Girl
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 17 at the time and my attacker was 16. We started dating in October. We were dating and everything was going great through our relationship. 2 months into our relationship his friends made fun of him by saying how I wasn’t a virgin and he was and that...	
 
	
		
        			November 2nd, 2016
        
        			Scared Like Crazy
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I have never been raped but, I’ve been scared of being raped since I was 14. That’s 7 years of living in fear. My college’s campus is pretty safe but whenever I hangout with my guy friends outside of baseball practice (I’m the team’s #1 fan and photographer) or the...	
 
	
		
        			January 13th, 2015
        
        			My Story
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		This is very hard for me to write this, but after just watching Brave Miss World it brought me to tears and I realize now that more people need to speak out about this. One night, at the age of 14, I was walking home from a party alone the...	
 
	
		
        			August 19th, 2010
        
        			two years ago
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		two years ago i came home from a club in paris, and took the nightbus, suddenly a few guys started making fun of me, i dropped my earphones and said: ok enough! than the one guy stood up and started beating me, at first nobody in the bus helped me,...	
 
	
		
        			November 20th, 2014
        
        			Forced, De-flowered
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve experienced sexual assault and harassment for as long as I can remember. It mainly started when I was about 3 years old and my brother’s friends molested me. I remember having to see counselors due to becoming violent…they passed it off as ADD. Flash forward over a decade, I...	
 
	
		
        			September 7th, 2009
        
        			הסיפור שלי…
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		במשך 3 שנים עברתי התעללות מינית מצד בן דוד, הוא היה נוגע בי ואונס אותי יום אחרי יום ואני לא התנגדתי ולא אמרתי כלום… פשוט נתתי לי לו לעשות הכל… אף אחד לא ראה.. הוא איים עליי לא לספר ותמיד אמר שהוא אוהב אותי ושזה משחק רק של שנינו… כל...	
 
	
		
        			May 30th, 2014
        
        			Sexual Abuse
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Hola. Tengo 25. La primera vez que fue abusada sexualmente fue por mi abuelo, yo tenía 7 u 8 años, cuando él me llamó a su habitación y me preguntó que si yo sabía besar, y yo le dije que no. Desde ahí empezaron una serie de actos desagradables. Cada...	
 
	
		
        			June 29th, 2014
        
        			Scars That Heal
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 14 years old spending the night with a friend, for the sole purpose of being in the same house as her older brother who I thought was cute. I knew my mom didn’t want me to spend the night at this family’s home, so my friend and I...	
 
	
	
		Four years ago, my ex partner had raped me. I remember everything like it was yesterday. He lives on an island, and to get there you would have to take a boat, and his dad worked on the boat. My nightmares would always either be me stuck on the island...	
 
	
		
        			April 27th, 2015
        
        			An Uber Driver Raped Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Four months ago I was raped by an Uber driver. I went to a party with my friends and decided to go home so I asked a friend to call an Uber for me, since I didn’t had the app, and when I saw a car stop in front of...	
 
	
		
        			October 9th, 2016
        
        			Never Thought It Would Happen To Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I am a rape survivor. I was in a relationship with this guy for about a year and 3 months in total. I thought we would be together for a long time. I thought he would never hurt me. I thought he would never do what he did. But yet,...	
 
	
		
        			July 24th, 2014
        
        			One Morning
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My friend introduced me to this guy. I knew him by sight, and he knew me. After a couple of dates he told me he had loved me from a distance for a long time. Our relationship wasn’t sexual, until one morning. Even though my instincts were telling me to...	
 
	
		
        			July 13th, 2014
        
        			I Was a Virgin
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I can’t believe when I remember my story or I speak about it I still cry. I always believe that I am healed, but I guess you cannot heal completely from something like this. I was a virgin and I was never been kissed with an open mouth feeling a...	
 
	
		
        			December 1st, 2014
        
        			Light In The Dark
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I grew up hearing all the right information when it came to date rape, sexual assault and healthy relationships. My mother, my school and other sources were good at teaching me the facts about these realities. Even being equipped with the tools to be able to recognize these risks and...	
 
	
		
        			September 7th, 2009
        
        			עדיין מציק
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		וואו אני לא יודעת מאיפה להתחיל עברתי 3 מקרים וזה עדיין מציק אני בת 31 אמא ל2 ילדי מקסימים כשהייתי בת בערך 15 ליוויתי את חברה שלי הבייתה דרך איזו סימטה מוארת לפתע שמענו שמישהו הולך אחרינו הגברנו את קצב ההליכה וגם הוא הגביר ומכיוון שאני הייתי הכי קרובה אליו...	
 
	
		
        			September 6th, 2018
        
        			Dead Inside
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was just a little girl all three of you knew what you were doing was wrong but you didn’t even care i started to blame myself for letting it happen for all those years because i thought by letting it happen to me i was protecting others but that...	
 
	
		
        			January 12th, 2018
        
        			The Night That Changed My Life
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		How nice to know that within the next 7-10 years you will never have touched me. How devastating to know that 5 of you drugged then raped me after mixing something into my drink while I was using the bathroom. How horrible is it that my best friend, someone I...	
 
	
		
        			September 21st, 2015
        
        			The Course of Seven Years
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was younger I was told that I would have to rely on my brain to get me places because I wasn’t going to meet someone who found me attractive physically. I went through most of my life with an extremely low self esteem and found it odd when...	
 
	
		
        			October 23rd, 2016
        
        			I Remember Being Happy
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I remember being happy to bump into you and smiling as I spoke to you. I remember feeling good that u invited me in and were not mad at me for staying away. Then I remember thinking that I must have given you the wrong vibe when u wanted to...	
 
	
		
        			July 28th, 2014
        
        			הטרידו אותי
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		היי לינור קודם כל אני חייבת להגיד שראיתי את הסרט שלך אולי מאות פעמים וכל פעם אני מתרגשת מחדש. אני בת 13 ולפני כמה ימים הטרידו אותי וזה לא יוצא לי מהראש זה הלך ככה הלכתי עם חברה שלי לקניון ואז איש מבוגר פנה אלי ואמר לי שיש לי יופי...	
 
	
		
        			February 11th, 2016
        
        			Betrayed By a Loved One
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My parents had me at the age of 16 years old. Ever since I was a child, age around 5-6 my mom was always gone at work. Which resulted in my dad being the “stay at home mom”. He prepared me breakfast and do my hair on good days. He...	
 
	
	
		I have been raped multiple times. For the longest time I just acted like it wasn’t a big deal. I didn’t think about it and tried to forget about it all together. However, in reality, I was terrified. The time that scared me the most was when I was at...	
 
	
		
        			March 4th, 2016
        
        			Sexual Abuse
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		i haven’t had a good upbringing. my mum left when i was 2 and left with me my step sister dad who isn’t related to me. (at this point i never knew) when i was about 7 he started to do stuff, touching me and my friends and making me...	
 
	
		
        			December 29th, 2014
        
        			One Day At a Time
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I just started university and I am living away from home. I live in student accommodation and I am a nursing student. My apartment and the apartment next door is all nurses and we spend a lot of time with each other. I have never really been much of a...	
 
	
		
        			June 11th, 2018
        
        			Make Me Proud
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		thought joining the military would make me proud. I thought the military was a safe place for women. When my mom told me woman in the military got assaulted, I told her she was wrong. They had programs that protect women from such things. Little did I know, I was...	
 
	
		
        			August 20th, 2009
        
        			my story
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		אני בת 28, נשואה ואם לילד. עברתי פגיעה מינית מתמשכת, מגיל 9, ועד גיל 13.5, מאדם בגיל של הורי אני לא אוהבת לקרוא לעצמי “שורדת” כי בחיים יש הרבה יותר מזה כיום, בעיצומו של תהליך החלמה ושיקום, אני פעילה בארגוני נשים שונים, ביניהם מרכז הסיוע לנפגעות תקיפה מינית בישראל תודה...	
 
	
		
        			December 9th, 2015
        
        			I’m a Victor, not a Victim
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I grew up in a dysfunctional and broken family. The youngest of four to a single mother struggling with addiction and her own demons, I didn’t have much of a chance in the pursuit of normalcy. When we were children, my mother sent us to church once a week with...	
 
	
		
        			April 23rd, 2017
        
        			Sexual Abuse in a Relationship
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve never told a single soul about the things that happened to me, while I was in this relationship. I’m not sure exactly why I’ve just randomly decided to share this, but maybe someone who was going through similar things as I was will read this and realize they are...	
 
	
		
        			December 26th, 2016
        
        			Family and Friends
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		So this is the first time I’ve ever really talked about this. When I was about fourteen a good friend of my brothers came over he was about twenty two. He was always at our house. I had always had like a little kid crush on him. Well one night...	
 
	
		
        			January 24th, 2018
        
        			I felt like it didn’t count because...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was lucky. I went on a date with a man I met, and I wanted to play around and make out. I was not shy, or coy, or unclear. I straight up told him that we would not be having intercourse – but if he was okay with that,...	
 
	
		
        			February 23rd, 2018
        
        			They thought it was fun
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I started at 7th grade. I was asked by one of the seniors to meet them by the lockers after school. I was dumb and amateur. When I went there, they locked me in their locker room while filming the whole thing. I was so numb I didn’t know what...	
 
	
		
        			February 22nd, 2016
        
        			The Loss of My Childhood
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Hello I’m Anthony. It is almost 1:30 in the morning and I just finished watching Brave Miss World. I most say that your soul reached out to me and brought out so many emotions about my rape as a child. I was 8 or so its been many, many years...	
 
	
		
        			November 4th, 2015
        
        			Afraid
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Lately I have been really depressed and thinking back to when this abuse happened to me. From about 11 years old to 13 years old, I was being molested by a family friend. At the time, I didn’t know that I could tell an adult because I didn’t know if...	
 
	
		
        			February 14th, 2017
        
        			I Thought I Was Safe
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		It was sophomore year of college and I was so happy to move back on campus. It had never occurred to me that with the independence and freedom I found in college, there also came many things I needed to be aware of that could compromise my safety. I was...	
 
	
		
        			February 16th, 2015
        
        			Mother and Son
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was 13, I was able to have my own room without my brother, but looking back at it now I wish we had the same room. Almost every other night my mom would come into my room when I was sleeping and rape me. Most people say “It’s...	
 
	
		
        			April 13th, 2018
        
        			A young mother
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I came to college a year early, I was seventeen and so naive. I had taken summer school 2 years so I could get out of that small town Kentucky high school. I was so ready to have a fresh start. My first semester was awesome. I joined a sorority...	
 
	
		
        			November 8th, 2016
        
        			Rape Victim
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was 21 years old (in a few weeks I’ll be 40) I was raped by a man I didn’t know. At that time I was a flight attendant and came home from a long flight. At the parking lot (it was night, the parking lot was empty), he...	
 
	
		
        			April 23rd, 2017
        
        			Sexual Abuse in a Relationship
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’ve never told a single soul about the things that happened to me, while I was in this relationship. I’m not sure exactly why I’ve just randomly decided to share this, but maybe someone who was going through similar things as I was will read this and realize they are...	
 
	
		
        			August 4th, 2016
        
        			I Prayed for Death
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		The scariest thing about rape is not the pain. Not even the violation of bodily autonomy how many put it. It’s about the inherent problem of trust. The problem has nothing to do with the idea that the person you have trusted turned out to be hurting you. Neither it...	
 
	
	
		I was molested by my grandfather and cousin during all of my early childhood up until I was 9. It all started when I was around 1 or 2 years old. Although I don’t recall these memories from such a young age I know this because my mom said I...	
 
	
		
        			April 6th, 2015
        
        			Confused and Angry
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m currently enrolled in a Philosophy of Love and Sex class at university and we were discussing sexual assault. The lecture really opened my eyes to something that had happened me earlier in the year and I’m pretty pissed and confused about it now. Friends from my previous university were...	
 
	
		
        			September 16th, 2014
        
        			The First Man Who Broke My Heart
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Unfortunately my childhood has to be the most painful memory I have until now. I grew up in a dysfunctional home, where my father was a drunk, lazy, woman beater who would cheat on my mom continuously. My mother was just a woman who was trying to keep a family...	
 
	
		
        			September 18th, 2016
        
        			Abused By My Cousin and Uncle
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I think growing up, I was sexually assaulted by my my cousin as well as my uncle, but sometimes I often ask myself if it was really sexual abuse OR not. When I was younger, about 7-8 I lived in a house with my mom, aunt, uncle, and cousins. I...	
 
	
		
        			November 9th, 2015
        
        			My Mother’s Albatross
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My mother was raped by a “friend” when she was nineteen, something she never told me until I was in my twenties. Once she did tell me, a lot of things began to make sense. I never understood why she always slept with the light or why she was so...	
 
	
		
        			July 28th, 2017
        
        			Politeness Serves No One
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had just started college; this was about ten years ago. I was leaving a frat party on my own. A male friend of a friend texted me to ask what I was doing and if I needed someone to walk me back to the dorms. I had only met...	
 
	
		
        			June 5th, 2014
        
        			Por Fin Puedo Decirlo
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Es la primera vez que hablo de ésto, el único que llego a saberlo ya está en el cielo cuidando de mi, mi amado abuelito…. Sucedió cuando era una niña, al comienzo no entendía que había ocurrido pero con el paso del tiempo lo entendí y ahora creo que muchas...	
 
	
		
        			October 6th, 2018
        
        			Sexually assaulted at 4
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was born in Bogota, Colombia. I am now 64. When I was 4, me and my same-age friend passed by a nearby carpentry shop that was around the corner. We knew this guy. Everybody called him “Mr. Morris”. He enticed us to go into the shop, and then he...	
 
	
		
        			January 28th, 2015
        
        			Child Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My foster dad raped me when I was 13. I was sitting on the couch when all of a sudden he grabbed me and threw me on the bed. I thought he was joking around. He ripped of my pants and started grabbing my butt hard. I screamed “stop,” but...	
 
	
		
        			July 31st, 2018
        
        			Supe que fue un abuso cuando ya...
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Cuando tenia 5-6 años, no recuerdo la edad exacta, un primo mio de unos 17 años solia sentarme en sus piernas y frotarse sus partes conmigo. Nunca intentó tener relaciones conmigo pero fue algo que me afectó por años. No sabía si debía contarlo o no porque no sabía ni...	
 
	
		
        			December 10th, 2013
        
        			יש חיים אחרי אונס
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		שלום לכולן, אני בחורה חוזרת בתשובה מזה ארבע שנים .. בגיל 15 בערך עברתי אונס ע”י מציל .. שהיה באמצע שנות העשרים שלו.. לא הצלחתי לדבר שלוש עשרה שנים .. לא הצלחתי להגדיר לעצמי .. עברת עכשיו אונס .. אז שתקתי.. אבל הפצע לא מוכן להישאר בנפש ובגוף .. הוא...	
 
	
		
        			June 14th, 2015
        
        			The Same Effect
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		On several occasions, from when I was 7 up to last year (nothing yet this year) I have had to get out of situations that would have ended in rape, all different circumstances. The ones I experienced when I was around seven, were by young girls that I feel equally...	
 
	
		
        			January 20th, 2017
        
        			16 times
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I have been sexually assaulted 16 times. 11 of those are rapes. It started when I was two. The last time I was 23. 3 of those times were by immediate family members, people I loved and relied on to love, protect and take care of me: My father, when...	
 
	
	
		I stare at this blank page trying to figure out what to write… I had been raped and sodomized several times by my children’s father, my husband. We got together in October 1999 and the first rape was in 2001 after our first child was born. My second child was...	
 
	
		
        			February 3rd, 2018
        
        			It was not my fault
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		While I sit here trying to find the words to my story it is still difficult to talk and think about it. I am now 23 years old, and everything happened when I was 15, actually around the same time of the year as I am writing this. It took...	
 
	
		
        			September 4th, 2018
        
        			I don’t Know, but I Know
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		We gathered on a Saturday at my BFFs pool. It went from 4 of us to a couple of dozen! I had some beers, not a lot really, but I fell asleep on a deck chair. I woke up in someone’s room. I was still in my swimsuit, but my...	
 
	
		
        			June 12th, 2016
        
        			Do NOT Trust Strangers
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was 19 at the time. Moved to a state across the country for a job. Met a few people there I hung out with daily. Went to one of the bars with them one night. We had met up with some people they knew. We had ordered a drink...	
 
	
	
		אוף ! ממש קשה לי לספר את זה כי לא מדברים על זה נכון? אבל כל כך רציתי להוציא את זה ממני שחיפשתי לא מעט עד שמצאתי את האתר שלך ששיתפת אותו בסרט. בעידודה של הבחורה שכתה את המדריך לנאנסת…-לא אהבתי את השם אבל זה רעיון נחמד. נשמע מוזר אבל...	
 
	
	
		The first time I was raped I was about 7 years old, my uncle raped me in my grandmother’s house, he had previously assaulted my mother when he was younger and my mother was a kid. I was sleeping in my room with my cousin by my side, and I...	
 
	
		
        			July 3rd, 2017
        
        			Murky Memories
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		So I’m honestly not sure what to classify this as, even six full years after it happened. Over spring break my Junior year of high school, me and two of my best friends went to a “house party” hosted by a guy we’d only met twice. One of my friends...	
 
	
		
        			June 4th, 2015
        
        			Naive and Raped at 15
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had just turned 15 and it was the summer before my sophomore year in high school. I had had almost no experience. I was a virgin. I liked this older guy who was 18. We had talked a few times at school and he texted me late one night...	
 
	
		
        			February 26th, 2018
        
        			Innocence Taken
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My story begins when I was 6 years old. My babysitter had a brother who was in high school and my babysitter left me with him for long periods of time. He would take me for bike rides and we would end up in a barn. To this day I...	
 
	
		
        			September 8th, 2015
        
        			The Day I Was Raped and Abandoned
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		1.9.07 It is the same every year. Every year the leaves turn, and there is that slight twinge in my leg, a hesitant reminder of times past. Every year as the winds change, there is that slight catch when you take a deep breath. A catch not from the cold...	
 
	
		
        			November 14th, 2010
        
        			Erase and Rewind
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		גדלתי מילדה ונערה לאישה – אבל בתור אחת שהיו לה קצת רגשי נחיתות וכזו שהסתובבה בעיקר עם חברים בנים ושלושת אחיי הגדולים – הייתי טיפה רחוקה מהנשיות שלי- היה בי משהו מעורב בין נסיכה ביישנית לבין טום בוי חוצפנית- וכך יצא שעד גיל 21 עוד הייתי בתולה -מחוסר בחיבור לגוף...	
 
	
	
		Growing up, I had a wonderful mother who was always around, and I had a father, who was never around but still visited twice a month. This father I had, he loved my little sister, he loved our whole family… except me. I don’t know what I did but, he...	
 
	
		
        			August 6th, 2015
        
        			En Enero de 2010
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		No se como contar algo que todavia duele, que todavia me mata un poco cada día. En enero de 2010 fui violada por un hombre que no consigo acordarme de su rostro, pero si de su voz y ese recuerdo me acopaña hasta ahora. Mis padres nunca supieron de nada,...	
 
	
		
        			January 3rd, 2014
        
        			My story!
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As a child (3-7 years old) I was sexually, physically, mentally abused by my biological father. My mother didn’t believe me when I told her what had happened when it first happened so it continued until my grandmother beat it out of me. I don’t think she realised what she...	
 
	
		
        			January 3rd, 2014
        
        			Little Girl
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		My father was the kind of dad that any kid would dream of most of the time. He played with my brothers and I. He would take us on hikes, throw us around in the pool, play baseball in the yard, croquet, take us to the movies, read us stories....	
 
	
		
        			September 14th, 2016
        
        			So Many Times
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was always told how kind I was. Since a young age everyone told me that I had a kind heart. I feel like that’s the reason I have been taken advantage of so many times in my life. My kind heart made me vulnerable and naive to people who...	
 
	
		
        			March 17th, 2017
        
        			Him or Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was 15 I was in a foster home. The couple was planning on adopting me. I was so excited to finally have a real family. A friend of their’s past away and her husband was in the army so they took in her son while his dad finished...	
 
	
		
        			December 12th, 2017
        
        			Trapped
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I don’t know what to call it. Its been a rough year, my cousins lost his sister to suicide, & I know it shouldn’t be an excuse for why I let him do what he does to me. I thought the first time he took advantage of me was going...	
 
	
		
        			February 20th, 2017
        
        			Being Raped
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		With the help of God, I can finally write this down. I watched Brave Miss World the same year I confronted on of the men who raped me. This site has allowed me to find strength and solidarity among the words, the deeply respected and haunting stories of others who...	
 
	
		
        			June 6th, 2015
        
        			I Was Only 7
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m from a little town in Mexico (I apologize for my english) And my nightmare started when I was 7 years. I Was a little girl, a little happy girl… but when I started the school, my cousin, (a nephew from my father’s) raped me and changed everything. He was...	
 
	
		
        			July 2nd, 2014
        
        			Rapist Turned Murderer
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m in my 30’s now and am not all there any more but I try to be a good and happy person. The thing is I don’t remember much of what happened to me. People exclaim that if you go through trauma you’ll remember every detail but that isn’t true....	
 
	
		
        			July 28th, 2017
        
        			Politeness Serves No One
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had just started college; this was about ten years ago. I was leaving a frat party on my own. A male friend of a friend texted me to ask what I was doing and if I needed someone to walk me back to the dorms. I had only met...	
 
	
		
        			September 12th, 2014
        
        			Molested
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was a young girl 8 my aunt’s husband started touching me then showed me his penis. I was scared to tell my parents. My dad would have killed him. I think there are things I can’t remember sometimes it like a bad movie in my head. I am a...	
 
	
		
        			September 30th, 2016
        
        			Hollywood’s Lost Angels
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was a starving actress in Los Angeles, trying to break into the world of movies and television. Like many other girls I was lured into the glamour and mystery of the Hollywood mansion parties. I was befriended by a famous in the 90s kid celebrity named “Gorey Peldman” who...	
 
	
		
        			October 15th, 2018
        
        			My message to all
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		As I heard the news that Kavanaugh made it into the supreme court, my heart sank. My husband, who follows politics relentlessly, was furious but I was silent and went on with my day. Getting angry would mean that I would have to really think about what this event means...	
 
	
		
        			October 22nd, 2017
        
        			3rd Grade Boys
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was in the third grade when a classmate ran up behind me, put his hand down the front of my shirt and squeezed my chest and shoulders and yelled, “Nice shoulders BABE!” I yelled at him to stop, but he and his friend had already ran off, giggling as...	
 
	
		
        			October 30th, 2016
        
        			Trying To Help
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I’m Barbara, I’m Brazilian, and am 19 years old. I was abused by my step father when I was 8 years old. I told to my father, who told my mother, but they decided that I was lying, and ignored me. My mom sad to me that if I want,...	
 
	
	
		Mi hermano mayor abusaba de mi,me violaba,desde pequeño,yo tenía 7, 8, 9 años de edad,le decía a mis padres y no me hacían caso,decían que era para llamar la atención, pero en mis recuerdos esto no era así, lo tengo muy presente todo el tiempo,cuando tu e edad para confrontarlo,...	
 
	
		
        			December 19th, 2015
        
        			Since Age 6?
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I have early memories from about age six. When i was about six years old, I fondly have flash backs of being touched by my younger brother’s father. I’m not completely sure what he exactly did to me but I sometimes have weird “dreams” and I’m not sure if there...	
 
	
		
        			September 3rd, 2015
        
        			Six Year Sentencing Anniversary
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		59 years to life. All the girls sitting in the jury box waiting to hear what the judge would sentence the criminal who harmed us all in one way or another as we held hands and cried forced to look at the man who changed our lives forever. It has...	
 
	
		
        			March 6th, 2014
        
        			In Denial of My Rape
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		When I was fifteen and sixteen, I was in an abusive relationship. He raped me four times, and had me convinced that it wasn’t rape because we were together. He would tell me things like, “I love you so much. I just couldn’t help it.” and “Don’t you love me?...	
 
	
		
        			November 17th, 2014
        
        			My “Uncle” Raped Me
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I was molested and raped by my mothers brother. Mom was adopted so he wasn’t a real brother. I am pretty sure he raped my mother too.. He started with me when I was 5 years old and kept it up until I was 11. That’s when I had the...	
 
	
		
        			April 22nd, 2016
        
        			Smoke Together
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		I had just entered high school and i felt comfortable with more freedom and extreme stuff. I had some friends and in my country weed is really in-fashion… I found a person that was only 2 years older than me, he was handsome,fun and he started selling me the strongest...	
 
	
		
        			May 16th, 2018
        
        			Personal Statement – Written January 2017
        
		
		
        			
        
		
	 
	
		Twilight hours of February 25, 2016 are buried in oblivion, bygone, sunk out of my head, perhaps for self-protection. This eclipse of my heart in dead of night. Fraternity boy coolness turns to shadiness at nightfall. His country boy accent is of the coal pitch blackness of the mines, sinking...