I've heard from my therapist, as well as fellow Gaians that sometimes it is easier to deal with rape if you talk about it...
Here is my story::
I can't remember the time exact, so I'll just say a little after noon, during the day when the sun was still up, I was upstairs watching TV. (( I can't remember what I was watching, though I'm thinking it was Spongebob. )) My parents left to "go to the bank" which usually means they're going to a party and they don't want me to know so I don't get jealous because I'm not invited. They said they'd be back before eight or nine.
A short while after they left, the doorbell rang. I figured it was the mailman since he was the only who who actually rang the doorbell. I opened the door and noticed an unfamiliar vehicle parked next to my driveway. Before I could get a good glimpse of the person in front of me, my eyes and mouth were covered by his hands. He forced himself into my house and slammed the door behind him. He let go of me and I started screaming, he smacked me across the face a few times and he yelled at me. (( I can't quite remember what he said... but I can recall him saying 'b***h' one too many times. )) He grabbed me by the arm and held something sharp to my neck. He told me to show him to my room and I did.
In my room, he told me to close all of the windows. (( There were only two. )) I did, he leaned against the door and watched me. He then told me to get onto the bed and strip naked. I did... (( I can't remember the actual rape itself... So I'm not going into detail about that. )) But after it was over,
I felt sick and dizzy. He grabbed me by the arm again and told me to wash myself off. He followed me to the bathroom and when I saw the window was open I ran to it and began screaming once more... He grabbed my arm again and hit me really hard on the head. He threw me on the ground and threatened he'd find me again if I ever told the police. He then got dressed and left.
I didn't tell my parents or anyone what happened to me until about three or four months later, when I missed my period for the last few months. I found out I was pregnant, and I told my parents, we later called Police and found out that the man that raped me was the same guy I had met online a year previous to the event. (( I am not going to mention what online site it was. ))
I am still pregnant at the moment, and I wish to remain pregnant until I am able to adopt the baby out. I am doing this because I had wrote a letter to myself a long time ago, stating that if I were ever to get pregnant as a teen I would never abort the baby. Ever.
So yah.... my story.
Here is my story::
I can't remember the time exact, so I'll just say a little after noon, during the day when the sun was still up, I was upstairs watching TV. (( I can't remember what I was watching, though I'm thinking it was Spongebob. )) My parents left to "go to the bank" which usually means they're going to a party and they don't want me to know so I don't get jealous because I'm not invited. They said they'd be back before eight or nine.
A short while after they left, the doorbell rang. I figured it was the mailman since he was the only who who actually rang the doorbell. I opened the door and noticed an unfamiliar vehicle parked next to my driveway. Before I could get a good glimpse of the person in front of me, my eyes and mouth were covered by his hands. He forced himself into my house and slammed the door behind him. He let go of me and I started screaming, he smacked me across the face a few times and he yelled at me. (( I can't quite remember what he said... but I can recall him saying 'b***h' one too many times. )) He grabbed me by the arm and held something sharp to my neck. He told me to show him to my room and I did.
In my room, he told me to close all of the windows. (( There were only two. )) I did, he leaned against the door and watched me. He then told me to get onto the bed and strip naked. I did... (( I can't remember the actual rape itself... So I'm not going into detail about that. )) But after it was over,
I felt sick and dizzy. He grabbed me by the arm again and told me to wash myself off. He followed me to the bathroom and when I saw the window was open I ran to it and began screaming once more... He grabbed my arm again and hit me really hard on the head. He threw me on the ground and threatened he'd find me again if I ever told the police. He then got dressed and left.
I didn't tell my parents or anyone what happened to me until about three or four months later, when I missed my period for the last few months. I found out I was pregnant, and I told my parents, we later called Police and found out that the man that raped me was the same guy I had met online a year previous to the event. (( I am not going to mention what online site it was. ))
I am still pregnant at the moment, and I wish to remain pregnant until I am able to adopt the baby out. I am doing this because I had wrote a letter to myself a long time ago, stating that if I were ever to get pregnant as a teen I would never abort the baby. Ever.
So yah.... my story.
