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In many cases of rape and sexual abuse, the predator is a man the woman is dating. This is commonly called Date Rape or Aquaintance Rape. These are the most common type of rape committed.

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I was sexually abused by a neighbor, but also someone who worked in a school district for many years and am sure he had victimized many others prior to myself, for I found out a few years ago that a woman who grew up same house I did who is in her 50's was abused by him as well. I am 30 years old. I found out that he also abused his own grand daughter who is a few years younger than I. He died when I was 16, no one in my family knew about him abusing me til I was 20 years old. I had to view his body and go to the graveside service, standing on the outside of the crowd hearing people say nothing but great things about a sick demented monster of a man he was. I then became a victim of rape as an adult. I am a survivor of child molestation, of rape, and of self mutilation. I am still learning and still dealing with things. I am still working on overcomming the demons of the past.
by corieon 4 Oct 2004

I was 15 when I was raped by my boyfriend. I remember crying and telling him 'I'm sorry' (because he would tell me all the time that I was teasing him) and 'please... this hurts' but he didn't care. I was a virgin and I could feel myself tearing, eventually the pain was so bad that I turned my head to the side, gritted my teeth and waited for the whole thing to be over. Afterwards, it was difficult to walk and I threw up outside on the grass. I didn't tell anyone. After this, I battled chronic migraines that lasted for months at a time. This greatly affected my schoolwork, but I managed to graduate. Then, in college I began to have seizures and was hospitalized for them. In the hospital, they diagnosed me as having psychogenic seizures and asked if I had been raped. These seizures are not true seizures, meaning they're not caused by anything physical. I now go to a therapist that helps me deal with my rape and the seizures have subsided. Now, however, I have flashbacks and battle an eating disorder that I hide from my friends and family. This experience has changed my life. This website has truly been a blessing with its support. I am really grateful for the opportunity to talk with people who can relate to what I'm going through.
by Abigail on 3 Oct 2004

When I was about 5 my father molested me, he would pretend I had huge breasts and he would tell me about about sex. When I was about 13, he said I had grown quite a bit, and he told me to go to my room and I did as told. When we were in there, he pushed me and tied me to the bed and took all my clothes off. He got naked too and stuck his di*k in me and f*cked me for 3 hours straigh. I bled, and it was burning down there... I HATE MY FATHER FOR IT! He is a dirty bastard!
by taraleeon 2 Oct 2004

I wasn’t raped or nothing and I’m very sorry for what happened to the people who have been raped. I was abused one day on the bus; I was in the 6th grade and a very confused preteen/teenager. Let me tell you what really happen see it was the afternoon bus ride home. This boy that rode the bus with us was really huge and muscular. He was in the 11th grade, anyways me and my friend were talking and all of a sudden he just said “why don’t you whores shut your mouths” I’m no whore believe me. well I said “why don’t you go to hell” He didn’t like that to much and so he jumped up and grabbed my arm and turned me around real quick and hit me in the face. I'm the type of person that if you hit me I'm going to hit you so I did and well lets just say I got hit again. After hitting him in the head he grabbed me by the throat and pushed me up against the window but this time he was in the seat with me choking me harder and harder. I tried to scream but his grip would get tighter. All my friends were hitting him and stuff and he said if I didn’t make them stop he would kill me right there and wouldn’t think twice about it. I thought I was going to die that day and only to make it better he was rubbing my breast telling me how good they looked. Now believe it or NOT, the bus was still moving, stopping at stops, letting people off and the bus driver didn’t do anything. I was crying because he was choking me touching me, rubbing on me. I felt so dirty I could only image what rape victims feel like if I was feeling really dirty and he didn’t even put his dick inside me. It went on for 20 minutes until his stop came and then his grip got so tight I thought I was going to stop breathing feeling his finger nails go deep in to my skin. It hurt so bad the pain was so unbearable, really it was before getting off his stop he said it wasn’t over and if any of us on the bus told the cops for strange reason we would all drop us dead quickly. I was crying so bad gasping for breath that I nearly fainted. My guy friend at the time was now trying to hug me and hold me but I didn’t want him close everybody on the bus except for my true friends. When I finally got off the bus the bus driver asked “what in the world happened to you, someone choked you?” she acting as if nothing happened. I was scared to tell my mom but realizing the marks on my neck had no choice. I told her I didn’t want to press charges. No one ever knew he was touching me and stuff like that while choking me. I just tried to put it all behind me but can’t. The dude is in my nightmares and crap. I have so much anger inside me that I take it out on everybody and don’t mean to but that’s my story and so yeah now I'm 15 and I'm still scared to get to close to guys.
by Tiffanyon 1 Oct 2004

1973. A life was changed and others were about to be. I attended a Catholic School and as an eight year old in Year 3 I was sexually abused by the parsih priest for over 3 or 4 months. I do not remember much about the years before the attacks started but they must have been filled with happiness, innocent ignorance, childhood joy living for no other purpose than just to have fun. I wish I could be that boy again and keep my life going on the path it was intended to go on. I wish I could go back and warn that boy not to go and help with the gardening. But lollies were given to children who would give up their lunchtimes to help keep the garden clean. The first few times nothing happened and I got my lollies and was told how good a job was done. After working in the garden you would wash your hands in the one of those old fashioned granite wash basin. He approached me and told me how happy he was with the work I had done and asked if I wanted to make him happier. He brought me inside and sat down. He was a mean cranky bastard but was being so friendly, I wasn't scared.
by Royon 30 Sep 2004

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