Hey guys so I know that sexual assault is something many people go through men and women both so I wanted to tell my stories//Gwyn//word count:659
So this first story happened last year I had gotten this boy who I thought was going to be the one that was until we hung out alone about a month or two in I was walking my dog, Piper, and he wanted to walk her with me so I said yes and that was my first mistake we got down to a little river and I wanted to play in it a little so he tied my dogs leash to a tree and when I sat down off came his belt, then pants,then boxers, and before I knew it I was being forced to suck him off now this continued for a few months, and I know what you might ask when you read this" why didn't you say no?" I thought about it but I was terrified of what might happen,would he leave me?,would he hit me?, I didn't know. Another question is "why didn't you fight or call for help?" I knew I wouldn't be able to because he was ten times stronger then I'll ever be and no one was around so who would hear my cries for help. Six months this continued before I had to get out but we were both in band together so I had to see him everyday and be forever remember those afternoons where he was pulling my hair and releasing down my throat. Now I know that sounds disgusting but that is just the disgusting truth about being raped. A lot of people think rape is having regular penis and vagina sex but it is also oral and anal.
Now my second story was just two months ago I was walking to my friends house when I was pulled into a patch of woods, and pushed down. I had a strong big hand over my mouth to muffle my screams while he yanks down my pants and underwear....he put duck tape over my mouth so no one walking or driving down the street next to us. He looked at me with his masked face "why I finally got a pretty one didn't I?" He stated, which told me that this wasn't his first time raping a girl but dear god I hope I was the youngest because I don't want anyone 14 and under to go through what happened next. He never took out a condom but still entered me as my muffled screams, cries for help, and sobs for it to stop. That was my virginity,my purity,my flower has been ripped from me by a man I didn't know and who's face I couldn't see. Later that month I started eating for two and throwing up in the mornings, until it just stopped and blood started pouring out of me like a waterfall, with intense pain hugging me by my stomach, that's when I knew....I had a miscarriage, I lost my child but for some reason I was relieved. Maybe because I wouldn't ever have to explain to my mother how I got pregnant while laying in the woods with a mystery man forcing himself into me and then ran while I was curled up sobbing while no one could hear me. Maybe it was because I wouldn't have to give up my child who would never be able to know Their real mother and would not have to live thinking that their mother did not care.
These were my stories and the reason I told them was so that anyone who reads this knows that they are not alone and that I am forever here for you even if we hate each other I am here for you because I know how it feels and know that no one should ever go through this.
