I’ve never told anyone about what I’ve written below.
I was 13 the first time I was s******* harassed. The boy(19) told me that I could get a man in trouble and eluded to r***** me to getting what he wanted.
That first boy has left me alone, but others have taken his place.
I can’t report it because I have no evidence other than a consent uneasiness that someone will actually attack me like so many have said they would.
I wasn’t raised to be afraid, I was raised to be cautious. I’m only 16 now, I have so many great things to look forward to that I’m fearful of. This fear is keeping me from looking at colleges away from home, it’s making me nervous to travel overseas this summer. It makes me afraid to drive myself places when I have to go through a part of town that I don’t know.
I was raised knowing that my 30 some male family members would destroy any boy looking at me in a way they didn’t like.
I’ve been raised to respect myself and to know my true worth, but they way people have spoken to me is making me think I’m worth nothing more than an object to be used. I’m a virgin, in every sense of the word. I don’t get most s** jokes, I haven’t even been kissed. But the things said to me make me feel so dirty.