We Shatter Silence story from New York, NY
I was with a friend on night walking from the store and a car pulled up with a group of guys in it. They knew my friend and invited us to go to their house. Me being a thirteen year old and very childish, did not think anything was wrong. We went to their house and there was around ten guys from the age 17 to 22. One of them was hitting on me. He wanted to talk in the other room to talk and I agreed to go. When we got in the room, he locked the door and raised the music loud. I knew something was wrong. I tried to get out but he threw me on to the bed and ended up raping me after a struggle. Now, five years later it still hurts, yet I’m still scared to tell any authorities. I had have very bad depression and other issues that has resulted from my situation. But it did not kill me and I believe I lived through it to help others.