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I am totaly amazed at how many brave mothers are victims of sexual assault and have shared there stories on the blog. I’m going to try to help others by sharing mine. My friend raped me and I would like to share my own experience.
It was 4 days after my 16th birthday, just one day before my party, me and my best friend were hanging out like you do at that age. We met up with a few friends, we had known them a while, there was one friend in particular. I had always gotten along with him, he looked cute and innocent with his blue eyes and blonde hair and baby face.
He was abit older than us all at 19 but had always been a great laugh and part of the group. Me and a few friends decided to go to his house and have a few drinks, the house was a shared house but when we got there the other two that lived there were out. We thought it was great we had the music on and a house to ourselves.
I knew I shouldn’t of been drinking and me and my friend were drinking slow, the others left and there was just me, my friend and this lad.
We had been alone with him before, we knew him, he was safe. I had no idea he would transform into a raping scum bag.
I had drank one can and was half way through my 2nd when I got up to go to the toilet. I heard him say as I left the room he was nipping upstairs to get something, before I knew it he was behind me.
I went to shut the bathroom door and he pushed his way in, I was about to learn that my friend raped me that day.
Sexual Assault – My Story
I was frantic at first, I thought he was messing about, ‘What are you doing’ I remember asking him but he overpowered me and slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it.
” This ain’t funny” I pleaded “let me out’”.
I shouted for my friend, she was out side the bathroom door begging him to open it, everything was happening too fast, I couldn’t stop it.
Why couldn’t I stop this? He didn’t look the sort. He did not look like a rapist a sexual assault type.
I was thinking we have been friends for ages what are you doing? I begged him, he grabbed me by the arms and threw me to the floor.
I was crying and shaking, beggin him to stop but he wouldn’t. This scum bag was pulling my trousers down. I tried to get up, I felt my head being banged off the toilet seat and it was now wedged inbetween the toilet and the wall.
I was petrified this couldn’t be happening, did I cause this? Was it something I done?
He was so small in build, I should of been able to fight him off but I couldn’t.
Please stop I begged him time and time again, he just laughed at me.
He pinned me down, told me he would stop when he had finished. All this time my friends at the bathroom door. I felt like I was in there hours and hourse, it must of only been ten minutes but them ten minutes were hell .
My friend raped me and there was nothing I could do about it. I felt sickened and horrified, the scum bag simply finished, got up got a towel and started to dry the sweat from his head.
I lay on the floor shakeing as he unlocked the bathroom door and walked out.
My friend dashed in, there was blood all over my white tracksuits bottoms, this scum bag had takeing my virginity. I was the victim of a sexual assault.
I’ve never had justice for what happend to me but I hope sharing my story helps others. It is never your fault. I was ashamed, felt filthy and sick but I wasn’t to blame he was. My friend raped me and it stole part of my life. This scum bag one day will get what he deserves.
I now have my own kids, one of which is a girl and it knocks me sick to think scums like this exists in the world. I hope my story has helped people see that even though you think someone is your friend it could turn out they are not. These people don’t always have that weird look about them or look like a rapist.
Sadly most rapes are by people you know, I urge anyone to be weary even of your so called friends, this idiot ruined my life for years. I’m 23 and still get flashbacks of that night and can replay every minute of it and wonder why. But why should I waste any more of my life on him? I’m trying to slowly moving on from this and believe one day karma will come around.
I may have been a victim of sexual assault but I survived it and I have become a stronger person because of it. He tried to destroy me but he never succeeded.
This inspirational post was written anonymously by a mum who is a member of my Facebook mums group. I have full permission to share her story. If you can relate to this post and would like to share your own anonymous post please contact me.
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I have no words that I can say but you are strong for sharing your story x
I dont know what to say hun so hugs xxxx
You’re a brave lady x massive hugs Xxx
Why didn’t you have justice? Did you not go to the police?
What a terrible thing to happen to you by someone who was supposed to be your friend
how brave of you to share your story. I think you should reconsider getting justice done if you feel up to it but of course it’s your choice. Well done showing you’re the stronger person x
dunno what to say.. Hugs
Not only do I hope you speaing out helps others but I hope it has helped you some too. It takes a lot of courage to talk about something as horrid as this that has affected your life for so long. You are a very brave woman ! xxx
Huge hugs so strong for sharing your story x
hugs hun thanks for sharing your story your are so brave xx