Nomeansno Stories

In which the author explains why, exactly, William Shakespeare's "Taming of the Shrew" is not a comedy and is, in fact, a tragedy that openly displays domestic abuse. POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS: Discussion of domestic abuse, emotional abuse, gas lighting, and lack of consent in non-sexual situations. If you think I missed one, let me know. Written for my Grade Twelve English assignment, and given full marks.

**TW** mentions of s€xual a$$ault and harra$$ment PTSD and trauma mentions of blood, violence, ch0king derealization and disassociation This is my story; my mind. This is what my mind looks like after being stalked, harassed, grabbed, and almost raped by an adult student at my school. This is how much I doubt the validity of my trauma. This is how he left me. If you can relate, I am so incredibly sorry. I am here for you. Always. Stay safe and know that you are SO valid. Love you.

In this I will write many Motivational stories which will inspire you and specifically youth... !

RATED R 18+ NOT REAL RAPE STORY ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

I know it's supposed to be a story to have fun but this is actually happening now days so I hope you get the messege from this story

Alice has a rlly toxic bf Jake

If you like this i hope you entire

My name is Terri. I'm a 22 year old senior in college. I have managed to get away from my rapist. All I can remember is running with a limp down an empty street. I pulled my torn T-shirt onto my shivering body. I wiped the dripping liquid off of my legs, I assumed it was blood considering what had just happened to me. I was surrounded by trees. I stood in the middle of the road. I searched for street lights, head lights, any type of lights to help guide my way, but only darkness. I ran as fast as I could while still holding my clothes in place. I took as little breaths as possible. I didn't want him to hear me, I didn't want him to find me, I didn't want him to catch me. I could feel my heart racing; it was loud and fast. I heard the sound of a loud truck behind me. I knew the sound of that truck was familiar. It was HIM! I saw the beaming lights from the truck. I ran as fast as I could. I refused to look forward instead I ran looking backwards until suddenly I was running anymore. I felt myself falling and then suddenly everything went dark. I intend to get my memory back ! The question isn't Will I find him But what will I do when I find ?

Letters written by a girl to her attacker that she wishes he could read! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⚠️warning⚠️ This book may trigger some people and I'm sorry!!

Short story about the first time having sex

TRIGGER WARNING sexual assault a poem about something that's been bugging me.

A young girl walking home . How would she know that this was the last day of her life ? How couldn't she trust a police officer , who is supossed to protect her? The tragic story of Sarah Everard , another victim of rape.

I was a victim. A sexual harassment case between my math teacher and I. *all of the events of this story are real, names will be changed for privacy reasons but I will be using my own*

NO MEANS NO!!! and there are just a lot of males who doesn't understand no. Which is a huge problem so maybe this will clear things up.❤🌹

even strangers on Wattpad can help :)

A poem about sexual assault, consent and how it is viewed by society. Written originally for an assignment for school. And other poems about sexual assault, rape, racism, immigration and other controversial topics.

Dear society I have things to say Before I go away Listen carefully So I can leave With my head six feet under But my mind in peace Trigger Warning If you get triggered by self-harm and suicide, this book is not for you

The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected .. I always consider the rain to be my safe haven ..