Tag Archive: Fraternity

Jun 15

Alice’s Story: Shouldn’t have had so much to Drink

Know this happened at the Pennsylvania State University, at the frat DKE. I was 18 years old. ——————————————————————————————————————————————————

Nail biting.

A nasty nervous habit I have had since I can remember.

I guess you could say I am a nervous person.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

A painful, melancholic buzz in my brain keeping me from soaping …

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Jun 15

Erica’s Story: I still can’t say the word “rape”

Hi, my name is Erica. On November 4th, 2008, the day the results of the presidential election were announced, I was sexually assaulted. It was a Tuesday night. Myself and a couple of friends were at “The Irish Times,” across from Union Station, having drinks while waiting to find out the results of the recent …

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May 15

Anonymous Story: (Dis)Orientation

I was so confused. I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t know who was kissing and touching me. I didn’t know why. I was trying to push him off of me but I couldn’t. My arms weren’t working. I kept trying to sink down in my mattress and disappear to get away, but that wasn’t working either.

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Mar 05

Victoria’s Story: He Probably Doesn’t Even Know My Name

For the longest time I had a regret and blamed myself. I didn’t realize until now that I couldn’t have done anything differently besides for being more careful of what I drank. I realized it wasn’t my fault.

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Dec 09

My Story: He was given ‘permission’ to rape me

I’m less afraid of talking about these ones than the first one. I have no idea what became of either of those guys, and I don’t care. I’ve lost touch with all of the “friends” we had in common back then, the ones who knew and didn’t stop it, the boyfriend who gave permission for his friend to rape me…it’s a part of my life I’ve put past me.

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