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I know that my story isn't as bad as some of the others on this site, but I cannot keep what happened to me,and what is still happening to me inside any longer. I am 18 years old. When I was 16 I started seeing a boy that was 3 years older than me. I have always had a very bad self image, and so when he started to touch me, it made me happy that a guy had finally shown interest in me. But soon the touching became very invasive. He would feel me up over my shirt, then he would go under my shirt. I was so afraid to tell him to stop, because I wanted someone to like me so bad.Then he would rub me and stick his hands down my pants and fondle me. But it didn't stop there. Soon he stared bugging me to go farther.He would say, "Just let me stick it in a little bit. You won't lose your virginity that way." Finally I caved in and said,"Just a little bit." He pushed himself in me all the way and raped me. I tried to tell him to stop, but he just told me to relax. He said that my virginity was gone, so I should just let him finish what he started. I hate the way I feel when he bugs me for sex. If I don't give it to him, he gets mad at me and says that he just wants to be close to me. I know that is a lie, but I can't get away from him. I don't know what to do.

RTR


I am 15 now, when I was 9 years old, my Fathers Nephew ak me to "play" with him, I then old him no, but he didn't listen to me. Hethen forced me to put my mouth on him...I siad no, agian. He then treated me, if I did not do what he wanted me to, he would tell my dad lies about me. So idi what he told me to, just so my father would not hit me or my mom. I can't describe what it felt like, I just know I was crying and wante him to stop, but he didn't. He put his hand on my head and told me "Just a little bit more, you can do it" Well as time went on, and after that night I had to "play" with him everytime i went to see his younger brother which was my bestfriend. I had to do this for more than four years, then i finally got to the piont where i didn't want to leave my house, Nor my moms side,this was finially over a year 2 years ago. After my parents got a divoerce i told my mom what was going on, she then took me to a guidence center, and i told them what was going! on, and the police was called, and the then taled to him and he siad this neer happened. Well to this day this is still going on, me trying to prove that he did do this to me. No one believes me exept my stepdad and my mom and my councler and te cops.Thereis a court case pending, bu i am not emoutnalily nor phisacilly ready to listen to him lie.

Krystal


I grew up with my mum having different boyfriends but they were nice guys ,but one day when i was 8 my mum came and picked me up and introduced me to a man ,'my dad'.i didn't remember him ,i didn't even know who he was ,but i had to learn. I tried to get to know him but he would be a drunken abusive monster and all i ever thought was i wonder if he'll give me a flogging today, he was mentally ill ,and my mum used that as an excuse.i put up with the bashings when he was drunk,i got used to it . I never in my wildest dreams thought that what he did next would ever happen to me .

It was autumn and raining and mum went to the coin op to dry clothes ,she stopped at the pub to get change , and 'dad'was there having a 'few' drinks,she brought him home and then went back out again. He asked me to help make his bed so i agreed ,after all he was drunk. When i finished making his bed he told me to sit down and talk to him ,which was unusual for him ,he never wanted to know me . The next thing i remember was his hand going down the back of my pants,i was that scared and shocked that i couldn't move,when he was finished i lay there for a while and then got up and ran out my back door to my neighbours house and rang my doctor and told him i had too see him urgently.

My neighbour took me down and i went straight in,he was the only one i felt comfortable talking to.we went through the whole police investigation and went to court,but he died before justice could be served, so in one way he got away scott free. The thing that really hurts me the most is that he did it to my sister and aunty 14 years before me, my mum knew about it but she still brought him back into the house and put us in such a vulnerable position, so in one way she sexually assualted me as well!

Kalina


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