I was 18 when I first encountered sexual assault. It was during work. A much older man (75) did this to me. It started with a slap on the butt. Then when I would ride the bus to work, he would be there. He would sit as close to me as possible, once he asked for my phone number. I thought nothing of it, because I thought I had made an older friend relationship. He called me the next morning, asking me question like if I was a virgin and if I would be his lover. I got scared sick.
The next day at work he grabbed me between my legs. He started to group around as he smiled. I just walked away not saying anything. Then a few hours later, he grabbed my butt. Thankfully the supervisor caught him. I had to make up a statement and talk to police. He got fired, and thank god he pleaded!
by lauren on 20 Feb 2005
I was molested my whole childhood. My mom didn't want to be a single mother so she married a bastard who molested me and my sister since we were babies (I was 6 months old and my sister was 2 years old). My mom knew it. She never did anything about it because that would upset that bastard. He raped and fondled me very often. He pierced my nipple when I was 9 years old I tried to kill myself when I was 11. At the hospital they noticed my pierced nipple and they investigated my family. They discovered everything, both my mom and her beloved husband were sent to jail and my sister and I were sent to foster homes (where I was again molested). I lost contact with my sister for eight years. We finally found each other again. I have never had consensual sex and I do not stand having anyone touch me. I wish all molesters a slow and painful death.
by Lynne on 17 Feb 2005
I was 9 years old, and I remember walking into my mother's room after another violent beating from her boyfriend. He was standing above her with a shotgun pointed to her head, and I just ran...across the street to our neighbor's (we didn't have a phone) to call the police. They came, took him away, and he was back the next morning. My mom left to work like nothing had ever had happened, and left me there at the house with him. I knew he was angry for me calling the police on him, but what the fuck did they expect? I was getting ready to walk to my grandmother's house because I didn't want to be there with him, my brother was staying at his friend's house, so I was alone with "him". I could feel the tension as I walked past him, and the next thing I know, he pinned me to the floor, tore off my clothes and was yelling all kinds of profanity to me. He called me everything from a sl*t to a bratty little bi*ch. He forced himself on top of me, and penetrated me so hard I thought I was going to pass out. I was in so much pain, I couldn't even scream, I was out of breath. When he was done, I scurried to my room half naked, bleeding. Of course I didn't know what it was at the time. This happened for about a year, and I was scared to death to tell my mother, but of course she continued to stay with him during the beatings, and always chose him over my brother and me. I started my period when I was 8, so when it didn't come as regularly scheduled, my mother went scared. I was pregnant and only 10 years old. She demanded to know who, so I finally told her, I have never seen her angrier at me than she was then, yes, at me! I had an abortion, and of course she had to go with me, being so young, and said I was knocked up by my boyfriend, to save face and to protect him. She never believed me, or didn't want to. I moved with my grandparents right after that, because she didn't want me there with him. She didn't leave him; in fact it took me telling my uncles about him abusing my mom to drag her out of the house. She was so angry at me, but I guess she got over it. I told my mom what had happened, but she never believed me, so I never told anyone else. I talked to my husband about it, and he loves me to death, and accepts me, supports me and helps me cope. I only wish I had talked to someone sooner, but I am doing my part now. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.
by eli's girlon 17 Feb 2005
When I was 8 years old, my cousin molested me. Itís really hard to tell people this and it's really hard to trust people. I donít blame him for what happened, his father died and his mother abused him so he didn't know what it was like to be loved. I still hide in the darkness because of that day, but at least I have friends supporting me to get through it.
by Karaon 16 Feb 2005
When I was 7 my father came into my room, set me on his lap and touched me. I didn't really realize it was wrong at the time. I had grown up watching my dad rape my mom. He abused my 5 siblings and me daily. It was really just something else that happened. When I was 15 I was put in a mental institution. I told the DR I was seeing about it. He of course had to notify my parents of the charge I had made. Then contact the Social workers (DHS). I was really scared. The social worker went and talked to my parents and then came to me. My parents had shown her letters about me having sex. She said I seemed like a dishonest person. I couldn't believe it ... I started crying and screaming at her. I reached out for help and it wasn't there. Dr Bob made the worker leave. Nothing ever came of my confession. It was so hard for me to get out. It only seemed to cause more problems though. I am now 18 and married to wonderful man. I have a daughter and another baby on the way. But I live every day alone. It seems like no one really understands me. I can't reach sexual pleasure ... I have to pretend. For the longest time I have lived my life in constant agony. I am sick of it. I am not a bad person. I did nothing wrong. If only I could convince myself of that.
by Hurt and scared on 16 Feb 2005
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