Zaria’s Story: There Was Once Love

Zaria’s Story: There Was Once Love

It seems every time I close me eyes I can see him on top of me and, if I sit too still, I can feel him. I was 16 when my boyfriend took something from me I will never get

V’s Story:  He Bought Me A Bag of Chips and Told Me to Get Plan B

V’s Story: He Bought Me A Bag of Chips and Told Me to Get Plan B

Two years ago I aborted the child of my rapist. To this day I still feel sick to my stomach at the thought of this. This man had the ability to remove all sense of control from me and break

Anonymous Story: HE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AT 13

Anonymous Story: HE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AT 13

He felt so fucking wrong and I kept saying no everytime he'd thrust his hips, I felt like in my life this was the first time I seriously wanted to die because I had never felt this terrible in my life.

Anonymous story: fraternity men

Anonymous story: fraternity men

I was raped by a Fraternity man who I was actually very close friends with. I knew the majority of the men in the Frat and had spent every day with them for months. I considered them to be some of my closest friends. I had told this one particular man that I did not ever plan on hooking up with him.

Secret’s Story: Over the years

Secret’s Story: Over the years

When I was 8 a boy that was 10 touched my butt almost everyday.When I was 9 that same boy in my class shoved me into a corner and shoved his hand into my shirt.Right now I am still scared of anything potentially happening.

My story: I knew him

My story: I knew him

He sexually assaulted me several times within a month. I've only told one person what happened to me.
I know this wasn't my fault. However I wish I had been smarter and more cautious. I still have nightmares about being assaulted. Thank god I do not have contact with him anymore.

aaralyn’s story: i did not get justice but i’m no longer silenced

aaralyn’s story: i did not get justice but i’m no longer silenced

Hearing the "NOT GUILTY" verdict come out my lawyer's mouth two days later, felt like a dagger going straight through my heart as I fell apart with my lawyer and victim advocate on the floor.

Anonymous Story: One October Night

Anonymous Story: One October Night

He’s a rich white boy
With lots of money
His dad is a suit
So of course we’ll lose

sufiana’s story: I’m a Victim, I’m a Survivor, I’m a Victim

sufiana’s story: I’m a Victim, I’m a Survivor, I’m a Victim

Now I had new nightmares; it wasn’t just him touching me, him hitting, punching, kicking, whipping, wasn’t just him putting things inside me, tying me so I wouldn’t move. There were others. And he would tell them where to hit me, when and where to touch me, what to put inside me.

Her Story: he broke me

Her Story: he broke me

He was my friend.
He was supposed to be my friend.
He was supposed to look after me.
He broke me.

Sharons story: exposed

Sharons story: exposed

I tried to kick and tried to pry my hands free but he only gripped harder. The moment he inserted himself inside me, my entire body went limp. I became a dead fish and stopped fighting. It was as if a part of my soul had died.

Griffin’s story: Raped by my husband

Griffin’s story: Raped by my husband

He got off of me, pulled his pants up and I still say there frozen. Eventually I got up to put my clothes on and got off the bed. He was looking at me in shock and I broke down in tears and said you raped me.

Anonymous Story: Temporary friend

Anonymous Story: Temporary friend

e knew what he did and he knew it wasn’t okay. Worst of all is I blamed myself and I still do for not knowing how it all happened, how my clothes came off, how I allowed my rebellion to lead me there, did he even use protection!?

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

My Story: I Just Need to Tell It

Once he told me, I told him we needed to talk about our options in the event that I fell pregnant. The day he came over, he told me he’d kick me down the stairs if he had to. I told him to get the fuck out.

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

Jessica’s Story: He Doesn’t Know My Prespective

I didn’t want to have sex with him. I didn’t want to engage in any sort of contact with him.

Anonymous Letter: Nobody Rapes On Accident

Anonymous Letter: Nobody Rapes On Accident

You knew what you were doing while you were doing it to me. Nobody rapes on accident. I am sending you this message so I can put the pain and shame I have been carrying where it belongs, with you. If I have to live the rest of my life as a victim of rape, you should have to live the rest of your life knowing you raped me.

Anonymous Story: DID YOU ASK? never even crossed your mind.

Anonymous Story: DID YOU ASK? never even crossed your mind.

This poem is for you. The man who put a dent in my spirit. Maybe, someday it will dawn upon you, That you hurt me beyond recognition. Because of you, I fear men like you. I don’t dare travel alone,

Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

Anonymous Story: I knew him and had to see him every day in high school

I didn't tell anyone because he was from a well known violent gang of which whom I went to school with all the members including him every day. I was afraid he'd kill me and/or terrorize my family. I have not been right with men since that day.

Anonymous Story: Police did not believe me

Anonymous Story: Police did not believe me

The female cop got out of the car to talk to my friend, and I went inside the car to talk to the male cop, I remember not being able to explain my self properly, all I knew is that something was wrong , something bad has happend to me, hyperventilating I tried to explain the time line of events,

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

Anonymous Story: Few weeks ago

But when I woke up at 6AM him fingering me and trying to cram his dick inside me, I don’t think I consented to that. When I tried to roll over to the other side, to cross my legs, to avoid it as much as possible, I don’t think I consented to that. When he said “oh you don’t like that, huh” and continued, I really don’t think I consented to that.

Violet’s Story: Fragments

Violet’s Story: Fragments

I couldn't feel anything in that moment. I just moved because he moved against me. I don't remember pain. Or how long it went for.

Anonymous Story: I was sexually assaulted and stalked after I ended the relationship.

Anonymous Story: I was sexually assaulted and stalked after I ended the relationship.

It’s taken me a long time to even see my rape clearly. But I’m starting to share my story, because secrets lose their power when they’re out in the open. But I was raped and assaulted. And I was stalked.

My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

My Story: He doesn’t realize he even did it

I was 13 years old it was the summer of 2015. I went to camp with my boyfriend of about 8 months. We spent 4 days with his grandfather at their camp where there was no cell service. The first

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

Eva’s Story: I Was A Victim Too

I hope this gets out to someone in a similar situation, who doubts themselves because their partner never gives clear answers. I used to fight, but I have become a coward. I hope to fight again one day.

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

Sam’s Story: Why I Blamed Myself for so Long

I told him no, I wasn’t stupid and I knew where that would lead, but I guess I was stupid because I let him see it and he restrained my other hand as well.

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

Amanda Barnes’s Story: The sexually unprofessional photographer

He does not deserve to be able to continue this career of his without any action being held against him. He is the definition of a sexual pretador and should be seen as nothing short of it. He hurt me in more ways than I could’ve ever imagined. I wish for the life of me I would have never even met him. He is disgusting.

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

Anonymous Story: Just Watch

She asked me "who was that?". I said " a very bad guy, he made me do things." She said "what did he make you do?". I just said "everything."

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

K’s Story: He Told Me Nothing Happened

I think I've been raped. I go back in my room and laugh about my sexual escapades with my roommates, not telling them what I really think happened.

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

Anonymous Story: I Was A Virgin

I woke up in the morning sore and covered in scrapes. My friends were all discussing the night before and my best friend said she couldn’t find me for like an hour and then she saw me coming out of the forest wearing pants that were way too big on me. She said I couldn’t even speak properly and I had stripes of blood on my cheeks. She immediately took me to take a morning after pill.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

Anonymous Story: Rest in peace, Friendship.

I had no dignity anymore, i felt lost. I felt dirty, a nobody, like fog in my mind, filled with regret.

Anonymous Story: Untitled

Anonymous Story: Untitled

I was just 15 when it happened Or perhaps just freshly 16 That’s the funny thing about these type of things You remember them but you don’t quite. I was so dumb So naive to have thought that he was

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

J.D.R.’s Story: I have been murdered by my rapist, his family, and the justice system.

I finally got the courage to report him, but it was pointless, they only believed his lies, and his father has many connections, so they put me in jail not him. They did not want to hear my side of things only his and his family's side. I went back the PD to ask about the investigation…they did not have a file or one piece of paper about him or the investigation.

Anonymous Story: A EVIL EVIL FAMILY

Anonymous Story: A EVIL EVIL FAMILY

Where do I begin my story is so horrendous. Lets start from the beginning my mums bf moved in when I was about 7. He was doing everything he shouldn't have been doing to a 7 year old girl. He done anything and everything apart from intercourse. Also made me do things to him. Everytime he left my bedroom I would cut myself hoping I would die.

Sara’s Story: Best Friends ?

Sara’s Story: Best Friends ?

He said “what’s wrong, are you okay?” I was silent, I simply said I want to go home. By this time it was 3:30 am. He wasn’t going to let me leave; I told him my mom was outside. I lied.

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

Anonymous Story: I didn’t even know it was rape — until now

She told me I looked sexy and said she never thought abs on young boy would turn her on like I did. She reached down and fondled my penis. She then took my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Anonymous Story: Survivor?

Anonymous Story: Survivor?

My heart aches still. And at age 42 I still carry immense guilt and hate for myself. I can’t feel loved. I have no self worth and I am disgusting.

Anonymous Story: I take what’s mine.

Anonymous Story: I take what’s mine.

The last time I slept with him voluntarily, less than coherent, outside on a picnic table after 5 years of abuse, he came inside of me. I asked him why. He spit on me and said “I HOPE you get pregnant, bitch. And walked away.

Anonymous Story: When I was little

Anonymous Story: When I was little

All I knew was it was all unsafe. My bedroom locked from inside was my place. Hours of begging and pleading it took, to open the door (I’d have broken it down) A chicken pot pie, won entry eventually, and a lifetime of comfort food was born.

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Name’s story: I don’t know what happened to me

Since then, this happened more often when I said “no” to sex until the point, where I forced myself to give my body to him since I was his girlfriend. He used the Bible to tell me I was obligated to sleep with him (knowing I don’t believe in god at all), saying I wouldn’t love him if I wouldn’t do it (but I absolutely did) and in an argument telling me, I shouldn’t wonder if one day he cheats on me.

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

Charlie’s Story: Everyone Knew and Nobody Cared

The next day, you feel hollow and empty but you go to work and come home. You pass him in the hall back to your dorm room. He’s with a bunch of his buddies and smirks at you, laughing with his buddies because they all know. You hear that he’s started to tell people that you’re a slut and is saying terrible things about your body.