Rape Support Group
If you or someone you know has been the victim of rape, this is the place to find support and get advice. If you want, discuss your experience, share your feelings, and meet others going through a similar situation.
well it all started on a cold night when I decided it was time to make my way home from a party .. I rang my local taxi firm to get home .. half way through my journey my taxi driver started to act a bit strange , as I was getting closer to home just over the bridge he beeped at an oncoming taxi from the same firm then told me to get out of his taxi ..
I felt the panic rush over me thinking have I done something wrong ... that it was strange I didn't understand . As I started to walk I heard footsteps coming up behind me getting closer and closer , so I grabbed my phone out my pocket and pretended to be on the phone thinking that would stop anything from happening to me as they would think am speaking to someone but no ...
my phone was dragged out of my hand , my throat was grabbed and a arm around my waist dragging me close to whoever this person was behind me that wouldn't let me see their face .I felt his breath against my cheek his hand over my mouth , I felt him whisper in my ear don't you dare scream or I will kill you , do what I ask or else . Starting to feel the panic and the fear coming over me was I ever going to see my family again or was this the end for me ...
as he dragged me down a dirt track I tried to fight him off but he was to strong I tried to scream and that's when things got worse I got a knife put to my throat , I could feel the cold metal of the blade against my throat fearing for my life I started to cry .
He then pushed me against an electrical box that was like a little brick shed on the corner of an street .. he tried kissing my lips but I kept turning my head away .. I could smell his alcoholic breath , it made me feel so sick as he grabbed my neck so I couldn't move I felt his hand begin to slide down my body into my pants and down my underwear where he began to do what he wanted .. as he slammed me on the floor I banged my head off a rock .. I felt him tugging my pants down not fully just to my ankles as I was slipping in and out of consciousness the next lot of stuff is blurred I remember him being inside me telling me I felt good on him as I slipped back to the darkness when I woke he had gone I could see a man with his dog . I screamed for him to help me he took me home to safety , where I rang the police . my attacker turned out to be a man I had spoke to at the party that night , he got away with it as I couldn't go court due to my age and being mentally unwell at the time ..
but now I would like to take the time to thank him for what he did and am glad it was me and not some poor other young girl .. because its made me the person I am today that is so strong and takes a lot of pride and can speak out and help others .. and thank you for my beautiful son and my daughters brother but sadly hes in heaven as he didn't make it past 7 month due to stress and being physically ill .. R.I.P CASEY-JAMES mummies world miss you son your the only good thing that came out of this your sister knows all about you and loves you dearly xxxx
I felt the panic rush over me thinking have I done something wrong ... that it was strange I didn't understand . As I started to walk I heard footsteps coming up behind me getting closer and closer , so I grabbed my phone out my pocket and pretended to be on the phone thinking that would stop anything from happening to me as they would think am speaking to someone but no ...
my phone was dragged out of my hand , my throat was grabbed and a arm around my waist dragging me close to whoever this person was behind me that wouldn't let me see their face .I felt his breath against my cheek his hand over my mouth , I felt him whisper in my ear don't you dare scream or I will kill you , do what I ask or else . Starting to feel the panic and the fear coming over me was I ever going to see my family again or was this the end for me ...
as he dragged me down a dirt track I tried to fight him off but he was to strong I tried to scream and that's when things got worse I got a knife put to my throat , I could feel the cold metal of the blade against my throat fearing for my life I started to cry .
He then pushed me against an electrical box that was like a little brick shed on the corner of an street .. he tried kissing my lips but I kept turning my head away .. I could smell his alcoholic breath , it made me feel so sick as he grabbed my neck so I couldn't move I felt his hand begin to slide down my body into my pants and down my underwear where he began to do what he wanted .. as he slammed me on the floor I banged my head off a rock .. I felt him tugging my pants down not fully just to my ankles as I was slipping in and out of consciousness the next lot of stuff is blurred I remember him being inside me telling me I felt good on him as I slipped back to the darkness when I woke he had gone I could see a man with his dog . I screamed for him to help me he took me home to safety , where I rang the police . my attacker turned out to be a man I had spoke to at the party that night , he got away with it as I couldn't go court due to my age and being mentally unwell at the time ..
but now I would like to take the time to thank him for what he did and am glad it was me and not some poor other young girl .. because its made me the person I am today that is so strong and takes a lot of pride and can speak out and help others .. and thank you for my beautiful son and my daughters brother but sadly hes in heaven as he didn't make it past 7 month due to stress and being physically ill .. R.I.P CASEY-JAMES mummies world miss you son your the only good thing that came out of this your sister knows all about you and loves you dearly xxxx
I too couldn't go court due to my age and being both mentally and physically fucked up. Over the years (I am 20 now) I haven't really told anyone about what has happened except for an incident that happened between a professor having a sexual obsession with me. I actually didn't report it in in fear of what my pears would think of me (e.g. "omg Mac is such a little slut, sleeping around with the professor...." or things like that). It was actually brought up by another faculty member (and I don't know who), but I guess they say suspicious behaviour of the professor and his obsession with me.
Anyway, I guess what I am trying to say is that I am really happy you were able to turn such a very hard and traumatic event into a learning experience and able to be a stronger person because of it. It takes a lot of strength and courage to do what you did. I am also sorry for the loss of your son. The loss of a loved one is very hard to deal with. Your daughter, however must be very lucky to have such a strong mum like you.
Take care!
-Mac