My RAPE story

Rape is never something you want to share with someone. Rape is never something that a person should have to experience in order to learn. Rape should never be tolerated or encouraged. There are no valid excuses for rape. There is no reason a woman or man should be violated by another person. As a young girl, 12 years old, I was raped by 2 men that were family friends. My grandmother asked them to take me home because she wasn’t feeling well and no one could pick me up. I felt strange, but I was so young. I had never been alone with men who were not my brothers or uncles, but I trusted them because my grandmother trusted them. They told me that we would be making a quick stop to their house because my house was in the direction which they had to go and they needed a few things. I reluctantly went in because my grandmother had left them in charge. It’s a bit blurry what happen before they began the rape because I’ve spent so many years trying to forget. At this time, they were about 33 and 29 years of age. I was alone in a strange place with 2 men. I thought if I screamed, I would not be able to make it home, so I stayed quiet. They asked if I was a virgin and my body went numb. I could not speak. I could not move a limb. I laid there, limp and in shock. You can stop reading if this is too much detail, but this is going to help me. One person held my hands pinned into his bed while the older man pulled my clothes off and forced my tiny untouched legs open. He said to his friend, “oh my God, do you think I should since she’s still a virgin.” I began to cry. I almost choked on my own bodily fluids. I never told anyone till this day and I do not think I ever will. I still see these men on occasions. I know I wasn’t the first or the last, but I didn’t know how to explain this at that age. I missed out on most of my childhood days, but I’ve moved on with my life. There are so many children being violated in silence, therefore, as women we have to educate ourselves and our children that it’s never their fault. They need to speak out to someone they trust as soon as possible, so something can be done. I think it took me long enough to get over this, so I do not want to reopen healed wounds by discussing this openly. I pray that people begin to understand that it is sometimes easier to suffer alone than to be labeled as a survivor or victim of rape.