Raped

This is a true story for all you girls that are getting abuse or have been abuse.

Being Raped


My name is Laura I am a 17 year old girl who has been raped over and over, I am here to tell you to not let that mess up your life. I am going to tell you my story about my abuse.

I was about 6 years old, when I was first raped by my moms ex I never thought he would do that to me, my brother and sister, and I all look to him like a dad. Well not long after we moved in with my mother it all started, he would come get me out of bed and take me to another room and rape me I was scared at that time and did not know what to do. After awhile things got deeper he started going in me, and I did not want to do these things with him but I felt I had no other choice I was to scare to tell because he said I would get in trouble for it. He would come get me out of school take me to a park and rape me or to a graveyard anywhere he could do it he did. So it went on for years and I started messing up in school and getting in trouble I would see him beat my mother every day. One day he had pushed me in to a chair because I was tired of him hitting my mom so I kicked him, well when that happen my mom left him for good. I was 11 when this happen so I finally told my grandmother because she had a feeling something had happen to me, we called my mom she came over and we told her I could tell it was killing her on the inside. Then she had took me to the doctor they called the police and then sent me to a different doctor, the doctor took pictures and said my private area was like a grown women. I had to go to counseling for all this.

I had moved out of my mother ‘s house when I was 12 years old I moved in with my dad, and he had just got out of jail I never really knew him so I wanted to see what it was like to have my dad around me well I messed up there. The night he got out he went and got drunk about a day or two later we got a house and it was him, his girlfriend, and me he drank every day and started back on drugs. Well not long after I moved in with him he started to raped me and beat me I was not aloud to sleep in my room I had to sleep with him and his girlfriend he would always sleep right against my butt. Then I started to not go to school because of all this I got put on probation and started doing drugs, and drinking I felt like I was okay when I was doing that. Every night I would pray he would pass out so he could not rape me or beat me I would try to get my friend to stay with me every night so he would not do anything to me. I was hurt because all I wanted was to be like a lot of other kids my age go play, and have friends, and have fun but that never happened. Then one day when I was 13 years old he got in a fight he was not suppose to be in the apartments anyway so I told his girlfriend to call the police because I was tired of it, they came locked him up and I asked them to take me to my mom’s house they would not. Well when they took me to my dad’s parent’s house I knew he would be out the next day so this was my only way out so I took off down the road and my grandparents called the police and they came and I told them why I did not want to be there so finally at 2:00 in the morning I went to my mother’s house and I lived with her for a little while but I was a trouble child.

I started getting in trouble and I got locked up in a detention center, I got out then ran away so they locked me up in Troy Group home, I was there for about 3months and I ran away from there, that is when me and the girl that was with me got picked up by a guy, went got high with them. After awhile they took us to another house and they gave me something to drink I was thirsty so I drank it not long after I was in the back bed room with my boyfriend and I felt funny inside. I look up and saw 17 guys I was scared to death and I kept passing out I had not drank no alcohol so they gave m something well all I remember is waking up the next morning in a room floor beside the girl I was with and I did not know where I was at I was hurting when the other girl awoke and we left she told me that they had raped me and she could not stop them. Well group home caught me and sent me a boot camp in Birmingham I was there for two years I stayed in trouble up there then I got out I ran away but I came back home.

Well when I was 16 I finally went to court on the first case and it hurt to have to see the man that hurt me after 6 years and all he did was smile at me and I stayed strong in front of him but as soon as he could not see me all I could do was cry he said he did not do it well he was found guilty and is in prison but the others are out there free. Now I am in school trying to move on with my life and not let that control me it still hurts and always will, I have flashbacks of it and it bothers me but I still go day by day with my life and I know I am a strong girl to be still going on because I had tried to kill my self on several occasions but I know I am better then that.

So if you are going through this don’t be scared to talk to someone, because when you tell you are not just helping yourself but a lot of kids that go through this. I was 6 when all this happened to me I never knew what being a kid really was. Now I am in a relationship with a man who listens to me and is there for me when I think about it. So tell someone and don’t let them mess up your life.



Written By: Laura Whitmore