When I was 18 two of my close guy friends asked me to go on a late night walk with them like we always had when we were little. These guys weren’t always the nicest to me and whenever I was around them I felt scared and insecure but I had known them for so long I kinda got use to the feeling. As we walked through the dark ditch by our houses one of the boys walked in front of me and the other behind me. This made me uncomfortable. I could feel the guy behind me breathing down my neck and I asked him why he was so close and he told me to show him my underwear and I automatically told him “what the f***!? No! Get away from me!” Because it was late at night I was in some comfy pajamas and had planned on going to bed before they aggressively talked me into going on this adventurous walk to “go look at the stars on the baseball field”. After I told him to back off he did, a little. At this point all I wanted to do was go home but he kept pushing me forward and it was dark and scary on the ditch for me to walk alone and I figured he was just joking about the underwear thing. Ones we got to the school we had to jump the dense to the baseball field were the started pushing me around acting playful and told me to wrestle one of the boys that was there like we use to when we were kids and I told them no that I wasn’t feeling that great and I was really tired till they pulled out a taser and said if I didn’t fight him they’d tase me and I again told them no till he tased me twice. The taser numbed my body and I already wasn’t feeling that good so I tried to walk away but I couldn’t get over the fence on my own and they pulled me back over and said once we wrestled we could go so I finally agreed and was giving in in hopes once I tapped he’d let me go and we could leave but he got me and threw me on the floor and would make me get up just to throw me on the floor again. My bones were aching and I was so sore. He than proceeded to put me in a headlock which I tried to tap out of. I tapped his arm over and over again and he said there wasn’t going to be any tapping out this time I was trying to get away with whatever strength I had left and I tried telling them I couldn’t breath. The other boy came over and lifted my shirt than tried taking off my shorts and underwear and I tried to scream. I managed to grab them and hold them up so he couldn’t pull them down and the other boy just squeezed tighter I was crying and punching them and kicking them and clawing at the ground just trying to get away as I was slowly running out of air to breath. I was wearing fake nails since it wasn’t long after prom and I managed to scratch them and they finally let me go. I broke all my nails including my real ones and my hands were throbbing, blood was just dripping all down my hand and they were purple from the lack of oxygen. They got up and told me I was a b**** for scratching them and I just say there Silent staring at the blood dripping from my nails in agony. I got up and ran for the gate but couldn’t get over they tried talking to me more but I couldn’t hear anything they were saying I felt so empty like the world around me didn’t exist. They eventually left me there and I called my cousin to pick me up but she was across town and I had to walk home alone in the dark. When I got back they were outside waiting for me so I went into my neighbors until my cousin got home. I walked in and never told any of my family what had happened. They still don’t know.
