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Alright so I’m gonna do a thread on my sexual assault and my abuser. I want to do this to bring awareness and hopefully more peoples will share theirs stories. It’s really difficult for me to do that so.. here we go.
I was in Secondary 3, new at school, just moved out and really confused with all the ethnicity because i was from a area that didn’t have a lot of black/arabic/latin and all that.
The year passes, and summer is starting. He hit me up on Snapchat and told me he saw me at school which I found odd that a guy likes him noticed me because i had a low 
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Then he proceeded to ask me what was I interested in. And, single at the time and really unbothered by make présence i told him : « I’m looking for whatever really » . Then he asked if I wanted to be his fuckfriend and said yes because why not ? it will be fun right?
Fast forward to the school beginning. He was near my house and asked on his story who wanted to chill with him. I hit him up and told him to come see me. And he came, we couldn’t go inside so we stayed outside. And, on all of our walk to the parc, his d*ck was hard.
He kept making allusions to me masturbating him, but since we were in public and i’d never saw a d*ck in real life i was uncomfortable, scared and stressed out. So, we stopped in the middle of the park and he’s façon go me. All of a sudden, he just pulled out his d*ck.
He started masturbating in front of me looked straight into my eyes. I was so scared that I couldn’t even move or talk and my head went empty. Then, he saw some friends he had at school so he pull his dick back in his pants and just started running towards them.
Fast Forward to October near Halloween. We wanted to hang out for diner at his house. We planned to walk to his house and do some things. He reassured me earlier that we would do : « everything that you want to do. » But, we never got the chance to. A plumber was at his crib.
So, the same day, after school, I had a drama club practice and he went to the gym. He texted me and asked if we could : « hang out and talk ». So, I meet him, and i wanted to talk about something that he kept on doing that bothering me. but he just kept on kissing me.
He then proceeded to unzip my pants and put his hands inside my pantie. He wanted to finger me but I pushed him away. Then he was mad, we had a fight. He told me I was selfish, that I never took the needs of others in consideration and that I was always putting myself first.
Then I was crying, he was manipulating me. And it worked. I was angry, sad naive and confused and he took advantage of that. So, I told him that he wasn’t right, that he didn’t knew me. He said : “prove it then”.
From there, I can’t remember much about what happened. All I remember is : his d*ck inside my hand, my hand moving up and down and then - blank. It was months after, when the police interrogated me that I was able to regain consciousness of what happened .
I don’t want to say further details so that’s the End. Years after I can say this : It’s not your fault, you don’t deserve what happened to you, I believe you, you are heard seen cared for and I love you https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Rotes Herz" aria-label="Emoji: Rotes Herz">
Like Brené Brown said : “ Vulnerability is not weakness, it’s our greatest mesure of courage.” Have the courage to be vulnerable again. It may not be 100% always worth it, but you will find your peace if you dare to go out in the world and be you.https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Rotes Herz" aria-label="Emoji: Rotes Herz">
