Истории Nomeansno

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.❤🌹

trigger warning for some this is a true story, of sexual assault. please remember you are not at fault. and tell someone even if you feel you aren't ready. rae is a 13 year old girl who fell into the wrong group but only wanted to prove she was worth being friends with her sister and friends. the older girls didn't think she could do it. but they didn't realize how far it would go.

Troubled by her past, Nonkululeko Zulu leaves her small town for the big city to go to university. But university is a place where, for one with her luck, danger lurks around every corner. Disclaimer: this book has a lot of Zulu (the language I speak) in it. There are translations almost every chapter though. If you are a really sensitive person, I highly advise you not to read this book. You'll cry your lungs out. Happy reading!! :-)

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.

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

A young girl is forced into believing she needs to agree to be with a person she just met. Or does she

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!!

If you like this i hope you entire

Short story about the first time having sex

Everything you need to know about Projectnomeansno can be found in this book.

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*

Poetry of my emotions

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 ?

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

A story about a girl recovering from her rape experience. It was a dark time in her life, and though she moved to get a new start, she still lives in fear. She can never forget the horror of that day.

Alice has a rlly toxic bf Jake

When I'm angered, upset, or happy... I write. Heres a collection of my poems.

This peom is about rape Idk if it's good but spread awareness

Please don't read this. This was a joke. Paja is the white swan and Andrej is ciganski prince [bdms] daddy

Fourteen year old Kacey Vargas met seventeen year old Ryder Mitchell on one of those borderline days: in the first week of September, when the sun is locked in a battle with the wind for summer's last breath. She thought he was dangerous, he thought she was beautifully innocent, and Kacey believed that the rest would be history. But soon, fall winds started to blow across their relationship and Ryder started to change. He trapped her, he suffocated her in cigarette smoke, he knocked her down like a tree in a thunderstorm. Why? Because Ryder knew that the moment she saw autumn colors, she would decide to break free from his grasp.