I was 17 and I was at my school’s prom party (this was in 2019). I stayed up late with my prom date, as well as a few other kids from different classes. We all sat around a campfire. One boy that was there had been complimenting me throughout the night, in ways that seemed awkward and unnecessary. When his girlfriend went to bed, I was left with him, my date, and a few other “juts harmless good guys,” which is what they were quick to call themselves and others when the topic of #MeToo was mention. This boy who was ‘complimenting’ gradually, but also abruptly, got closer to me until he began to rub my back. I leaned over, to the point where I was hunched over, but he kept getting closer. I knew he I was uncomfortable. The worst part was that no boys in the circle, not even my date who was right there, said anything. The same boy did this again later. He would do it by asking his friend for something, but then he would rest his hand on my thigh as he grabbed said thing. Again, none of the boys spoke up. At the end of the night, my date and I sat in my car to warm up, but really I just wanted to get away and I felt like the presence of this boy made me less vulnerable. We just sat and listened to Sinatra as the sun rose. I was slightly annoyed at my date’s lack of confrontation with the other boy, but I thought he had somehow made up for it by telling him off... just to me... when we were alone. The boy later came over and asked to join us in the car. Soon after he got in, I got out. He then commented to my date about how nice my butt looked in my leggings. My date agreed. My date told me about that situation later and thought it was funny.
I have a pretty close friend and I used to go to his house, because he is my boyfriend's best friend as well and It has been like this over the past 5 years.
One year ago I have been assaulted by his father and it continuous to happen since today! Every time I go to my friend's house I feel afraid about being left alone with his father and even feel scared about someone find's out and call me crazy.
I've never told anyone because the family really love's him, and I don't want to heart them or fall the family apart.
My "friend" slapped my thigh without consent. It still haunts me to this day. #MeToo
#MeToo first time i was sexually assaulted i was 6 years old and that stop until i was 8 years old.
Second sexual assault it begin when i was 12 years old until i was 13 years old and than when i was 14 he tried to rape me but i panicked and i push him.
I was rape when i was 15 years old by a stranger and the same man rape again when i was 16 years old
I am 25 years old boy and I have been raped by unknown person when I was fifteen and I remember how he threatened me with knife and how he raped me. Since then, my life has become like hell.
I remember my Nightmare.
I remember my feeling like shame and fears.
I felt defeated.
Fear of being exposed. I mean I was afraid that if others would understand what was happening to me, how they would react.
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