Coming from someone who was raped when she was 16 by a 35 year old man because she wanted to show off and drink with her older friends that were 18 & 21 . It was the first time I drank so I was drinking vodka like it was cups of water . Once the guy noticed how drunk I was he was offering to sell me Molly and I kept denying it because I was drinking and didn't ant to mix the two. I pulled my drink down for a second and had my friend watch it while I went to the bathroom. I came back in and continued drinking . When my friends decided it was time to leave I fell like my legs were about to give out it was a Good thing we got to the car. I sat in the front seat and turned the window down to feel the cool air on my face . Then I realized I couldn't feel my face, or my hands, I actually couldn't even get my eyes open. It was like I was screaming but it was only a whisper as the two people who were with me left me in the car but the man stayed and rubbed my back. I started to think everything was going to be okay so I leaned back in the car and just tried to rest. I fell asleep for a minute and I started feeling his hands go down my pantS. I woke up but I couldn't move. It was like one of those bad dreams that when you need to scream and you're trying but nothing comes out. I felt like I was paralyzed. I didn't know what he put in my drink. All could do was lay there helplessly.
3 years later (I never saw him again) . I move to Tampa Florida and I absolutely loved my life down there. Every weekend I would throw little parties and obviously I would be trashed by the end because I didn't have to drive anywhere. Anyone who was drunk I also had a place for them so I always letting people sober up before driving. I had a couple people over one night and I was passed out asleep, someone came onto my bed and had their arms around me, spooning me. I figured who it was and didn't worry and scooted over . I snuggled him back and then he pinned me down aggressively. Normally I would love this part but I wasn't ready to have sex with him because we had just started to get to know each other. I got out of my bed and put him back on the floor and that's what I thought would be the end of that. I went into my bathroom later that night and that's where he pinned me up against a wall and it happened again.
A couple months later we are at the same party, I drank way too much whisky an I'm passed out face down on my friends bed .alone. while my friends drink downstairs. I suddenly woke up out of a dead sleep to that same boy inside me . I screamed but he put his hands over my mouth and into a pillow I could hardly breath. I didn't want anyone to know, until now so I just gathered my things and cried myself to sleep.
The reason that I'm telling My story on here is because I know there's others out there who haven't told anyone and I just want you girls
and guys to know you're not alone. I was brave enough to tell all of you my story and I hope I inspire and give you the strength to talk about yours.
