I was 13 years old when my innocence was taken from me.
I had a whole life ahead of me. My rapist was my 8th grade teacher. He had asked me to stay after school for a project… Little did I know what his intentions were. I walked to the back of the room after school, to get something from the back closet. It was a walk in closet. Not very large. He followed me in and shut the door. He grabbed me around the waist and grabbed my arms. He spun me around and threw me to the ground. I must have hit my head, because I blacked out for a minute, he was undoing my pants and had his belt in his hand. I screamed and he whipped me. He continued to undress me, to the point that I was naked. Laying on the cold floor. He was knelt over me. He began to undress and rape me. The whole time I cried and everytime I
screamed he hit me. Harder. I wished in that moment I would have just died.
When he was finished. He threw my clothes at me and said run. But if I ever told anyone, he’d make sure it was worse the next time. It’s been four years. And I’ve finally told. And soon getting justice for the many years he took away from me.

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