She suffocated, her voice gone. Even though she is gone, we always remember her. We are her voice, forever speaking the words unspoken.
I was walking to my room from the restroom when I felt someone try to grab me I tried to run. But then he grabbed my leg. Tripped me. I shielded my face. But he grabbed my legs and started to drag me to his room
After a while he and his friends and I went back to his house to watch a movie. His friends very promptly left and he went downstairs with them to say goodbye and said to wait there in his room. His phone went off and I checked it, my hands were shaking as I saw "you better fuck her or I will”.
While I was sleeping he crawled up behind me and pulled my shirt up exposing and grabbing my breast. I pushed him away and yelled at him.
The man forced me to take my clothes off, and forced me onto the bed, when he began to rape me. I remember thinking just close your eyes and keep your head down, it will soon be over. I saw a silhouette at the door and could see someone else stood there.
I did nothing for years I was too ashamed, too scared not only that people wouldn't believe me but of letting the cat out of the bag after suppressing the memories, thinking that I did something to provoke it, that something was wrong with me. Eventually I did it and I went to the police
I know what he did was rape, but the abuse didn’t stop there, because people believed that he couldn’t do such a thing and that I surely couldn’t be pregnant. To this day people still disbelieve me, and so to this day, he is winning, and I remain abused.
It lasted three more months, at which point I was extremely suicidal but finally had the strength to leave him. That triggered another year of cyber abuse, and just as it came to an end I was porn revenged by a person who knew what had happened with my abuser.
He was super sweet when he talked to me and we had become fast friends and very soon partners. When we started dating, he kept trying to tell me that my closest friends were no good for me and tried to keep me away from them
After a month of this and silence from him I was allowed out with my friends again. He caught wind and found me. He beat me in front of all my friends and his, no one stood in, I punched him back and made his nose bloody, he took my phone and ran
As well as him sexually and mentally abusing me. He was also physically abusing me. He would push me into walls, onto couches, into door and even into his mum once. The pushes turned into gripping my arm really hard, so hard they left bruises.
He got in the way of those plans, he pushed me against a wall and started kissing me, and I gave no signs or had any intentions of doing anything of the sort so I said no, no, no, numerous times.
I met an older man and thought I had it all, made me feel safe and wanted until one day it changed, he became very possessive and controlling, I suffered shoves, punches, disfigurement on my face
Shortly after moving into this new home and family, my new “dad" started to abuse me. He told me I was stupid, bad and that no one would ever love me. He sexually abused me day after day, night after night.
We were in a car. Were we? My friends had tried to find me but I “wondered off”. They didn’t see me again that night until I fell out of a taxi in front of my house.
He used the foot in the door technique by getting me to agree to small requests that seemed unreasonable to say no to in order to get me to do other things. It didn't matter if I said no anyway, he wouldn't stop regardless of however I protested
I was 14, he was 19. I thought it was true love, he was my boyfriend and my best friend. I was never EVER comfortable with sexual acts in any way. Things got rough at my house and I ended up leaving and living with him and his brother.
He knew exactly what he was doing to me when I had never experienced dating, or love, sex. I thought that everything was normal. Then came the persistence after I said no to certain sexual acts
I was walking out into the corridor from the toilets in the direction of the smoking area when a guy come out of nowhere and forced his lips on to mine and instantly I had an anxiety attack when I realized what was going on, it took me a minute to register and I instantly got a flashback from when I was a child and immediately started crying
I was just a kid and I didn’t know any better she was older so I thought it was ok, about four or Five months into our second year of dating she got me on the ground and started kicking me and she just wouldn’t stop until I was shaking and sobbing on the floor