Survivor story #4-He was like my best friend
"At 14, the summer before freshmen year, I started to date a 17 year old. Literally imagine me 90lbs 5ft 4in, with a 250lb 6ft 3in 17 year old. That’s how we looked. It was so appealing to me since I was switching to memorial from elk mound for high school. I grew up in a catholic based household, my mother didn’t even let me watch Harry Potter or go to school on Halloween.
Anyways, you can kinda get what my mindset was like, then. He was like my best friend. We did everything together. He was over daily, he even won my parents over, helping them out with household stuff. He seemed like the perfect guy. However, behind closed doors- he wasn’t. Every night, he would make me sneak out my windows to go break into cars for cigarettes, then eventually had me start smoking. He would fill a water bottle full of vodka and hide it in my bed room closet for when he would come over. He would even sneak over without telling me while my best girl friend would be sleeping over, and make us go on the back of his bike while he was drunk, just cause. All this stuff got worse. He brought his brother into it, his best guy friend too. They have woken me up in the middle of the night, brought me to the top floor of the apartment building I was living in, to the poker room. They would corner me. Laugh and throw stuff at me to take my clothes off, and when I wouldn’t- they would tear them off. This happened many times in many places, some times my best girl friend even saw them do this too. Eventually, when he was over and started talking about sex.. and well I told him I wanted to wait for marriage. I guess he had other plans.
After that, my mom and dad noticed I didn’t talk for days, it happened the day before I started freshmen year at memorial high school. Eventually, my mom got me to spill it out, and I ended up in the psych ward for wanting to kill myself after he raped me.
This happened 8 years ago, and he has tried to be with me and contact me.
I’ve given up on justice, unfortunately. I just hope that maybe my story could help someone see that it always gets worse, and leaves before it’s too late. I know he would of killed me eventually. it was reported to the school and actually I just found out they never filed actual charges. Just expelled him. There’s something majorly wrong with the system, it’s no wonder no one wants to come forth.."
Anyways, you can kinda get what my mindset was like, then. He was like my best friend. We did everything together. He was over daily, he even won my parents over, helping them out with household stuff. He seemed like the perfect guy. However, behind closed doors- he wasn’t. Every night, he would make me sneak out my windows to go break into cars for cigarettes, then eventually had me start smoking. He would fill a water bottle full of vodka and hide it in my bed room closet for when he would come over. He would even sneak over without telling me while my best girl friend would be sleeping over, and make us go on the back of his bike while he was drunk, just cause. All this stuff got worse. He brought his brother into it, his best guy friend too. They have woken me up in the middle of the night, brought me to the top floor of the apartment building I was living in, to the poker room. They would corner me. Laugh and throw stuff at me to take my clothes off, and when I wouldn’t- they would tear them off. This happened many times in many places, some times my best girl friend even saw them do this too. Eventually, when he was over and started talking about sex.. and well I told him I wanted to wait for marriage. I guess he had other plans.
After that, my mom and dad noticed I didn’t talk for days, it happened the day before I started freshmen year at memorial high school. Eventually, my mom got me to spill it out, and I ended up in the psych ward for wanting to kill myself after he raped me.
This happened 8 years ago, and he has tried to be with me and contact me.
I’ve given up on justice, unfortunately. I just hope that maybe my story could help someone see that it always gets worse, and leaves before it’s too late. I know he would of killed me eventually. it was reported to the school and actually I just found out they never filed actual charges. Just expelled him. There’s something majorly wrong with the system, it’s no wonder no one wants to come forth.."
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