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my rapist is my uncle i was 13 and i was home alone waiting for my parents to come home from work and i heard a knock at the door and he said he was waiting for my father to come home and i said okay and didn’t think anything of it, and i walked to my room and next thing (1)
i knew i was being pushed on the bed and i frozen, i couldn’t imagine or process what was happening and next thing i knew i was being raped. i begged him to stop i kept saying no but he kept telling me yes. it was the longest 20 minutes of my life. (2)
next thing i knew he left and i was all alone, i just laid their feeling ashamed, feeling broken. i was only 13. i was the most happiest girl, i had everything and he took it away from me. after an hour of laying in bed feeling this way (3)
i finally had the nerve to get up bc i heard my parents come home and i walked to the restroom and felt so broken and was in tears but i knew i had to stop so my parents wouldn’t see me this way or they would ask what’s wrong.(4)
until this day my parents don’t know what happen and never will since they are no longer with me and ever since this happen i was always distant with my family, i never reported this to anyone this is the first time i’m telling and i can’t believe i’m doing this (5)
some of the stories i’ve read on here really courage me to tell mine and i don’t expect for anyone to read this or anything but if you do thank you and i’m currently 24 still trying to keep it all together and moving on but thay memory will never leave me..he took something.
honestly wasn’t expecting all this love and support and i’m so relived that i did this and thank you to everyone who courage me to do this and yes i see all your comments and dms 
I still can’t believe I really came forward
