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To put your faith in the Judicial System, Prosecutors and Judges is a joke. Your children are not always protected. My story starts off with my then 12 year old niece. This all started when my niece stayed the night at her best friends house, one of many nights actually. Her friends father molested her in the late night and was able to get away to her friend in the room, she woke her up and told her. They locked the door behind them until the next morning. It took a few weeks for her to tell us about what happened. Ever since, this has been dragged out since 2013, and they dropped the charge of sexual battery and lewd conduct with a minor under the age of 16. He bailed out the first time and contacted my family saying he was going to "get her" and all of our family as well. My mother sat by the front door of the house armed with a shotgun, ready to protect the family until the police found him. Thank God, they were able to find this monster and once again take him into jail. Now, the charge is witness intimidation. He also threatened the female detective that worked on the case. Now, the sexual predator was able to get 1 year rider to a special facility and if he does well, he will be out less than a year from now. This man had worked at Hewlitt Packard for many years and was able to fool the judge and the courts to believe he was not "mentally there" when this incident happened. My nieces school work has suffered greatly. This man gets to walk the streets probably less than a year. There was extensive proof and recordings of this man's ideas of what a young girl should experience sexually with older men and admitted to EVERYTHING he believes in. So, never assume you know someone just because they may be a friend of the family and also know that the courts don't protect young girls and the state prosecutors are a joke. And if a man has money and works for a big company like HP, who pays a huge amount of taxes in Idaho, you may not get the protection. We teach this kids to come forward when this happens and everyone has commercials , newspaper ad's, sign advertisements but yet, we still lost. Idaho protection is a joke.
Safety isn't behind the locked door to your own home, your roommates might unlock the doors and let the evil that is sexual assault in. Sound asleep on my living room couch, drunkenly passed out in my ham and cheese hot pocket stupor. I awoke to a sensation growing in my abdomen and lower, a nice sensation, something I've felt before and something I felt again despite it all. That sensation was sexual assault, that feeling was an old friend, a familiar face and an unwanted hand. Rolling onto my stomach I whine for it to stop, sleepy eyes still half asleep, my brain hadn't registered what was happening. I remember staying stop and then everything did, everything. I woke up a few hours later on a mattress with no sheets, no box spring and no frame - I wasn't in Kansas any more because I wasn't home - at least I wasn't at home in my bed I was in someone else's bed. I was alone for now so I quickly redressed and ran down stairs and out the door. I had a long walk home trying to remember how I made it to this house that was 2 miles from mine. I knew the house which means I knew the person; which made me realize just how hard it would be for me to seek justice. I called my best friend Edith, Edith came right over to comfort me - but she also pushed me to tell those who matter most. We called my mother, my pretend dad the cop and she made me tell my male roommates about what their friend did to me. I called the non emergency police line to get some answers to my questions about pressing charges for sexual assault, they were less than helpful, in fact she made me feel bad about being touched and God knows what else happened in my 'blacked out' memories of that night. I wasn't dressed in skimpy clothes and flirting with a stranger at the bar, I wasnt drunk stumbling home. I got a ride home, I made a snack, I passed out on my own couch and my roommates let the evil in. He would move later that month to another state so I just let it be. I wish I hadn't. Don't be silent- be heard - make someone listen! I believe your stories the way my support system believed mine - together we can be sexual assault survivors! (My dad still doesn't know..)
I was raped my freshman year of college, as well as two of my sorority sisters. Once a few of my other sisters found out they started calling us liars because we were "trying to get back at one of the girls who was with me, boyfriend." They only cared about themselves and how now the top fraternity probably won't want to mix with us anymore because we told the police what they had done. When I had my hearing for my case, my assaulter brought in seven witnesses, including one of my very own sorority sisters, who lied her way through it so he could win. In the end he got away with it from the stand point of my school and I will still have to see him walk around campus. But I am appealing the boards decision, and I will not stop until he is gone.
My life revolves around animals. I fell like I can only trust them sometimes. And it is all because of a dumb kid. Let me explan. The dumb kid is someone I will call Cole. He is the reason I live in terrior for the next day. He sexualy abused me when I was 3 or 4. It was a normal day. I was dropped off at daycare and it was now in the middle of the day. Then, Cole and his friend arived. Cole blocked us from sight and unzipped my pants. I did nothing, for I thought it was ok. Then he would point to his friend. I rember him wispering "Look at that." To his friend. This went on for the whole time I was there, almost everyday. But, I am lucky that is all he did. That is why I have trust issue. That is why I fear teens. (That and I was stalked by one and almosr hurt by another) I have even thought of killing myself. But, I must STAND TALL.
I was a freshman in college 5 hours away from home- it was final exams and I had a class with this guy who was in majority of my classes and I thought he was a friend of mine. I sent him a text since I was pulling an all-nighter to see if he wanted to come study with me. He said yes so I let him into my dorm. Everything was going fine until I sat on top of my bed and had my books spread out. He jumped into my bed and laid down, I was confused so I asked him if he was going to sleep while I studied. He said no and to start asking questions. Before I could start he pulled me down and was on top of me. I couldn't move because he kept his legs in between mine so I couldn't move them and he held my arms above my head. I said no and tried to scream but he covered my mouth. He left me there to die when he was done and by the grace of God I survived. My life was changed forever that day and I was sent straight into depression. I ended up becoming pregnant after that and miscarried the baby. There weren't any abortion centers near me and I didn't want the constant reminder of what had happened, I was only 18 and wasn't ready to be a mom. I moved back home because it became constant with him and his friends. I couldn't focus on anything and I stayed scared the whole time. When I moved back home I became so depressed that I couldn't sleep at night, only during the day to feel safe. I wouldn't leave the house, I dropped out of school for a semester and I shut all my friends and family out. I felt like I had nobody. I went to my local crisis center to receive help and started my life over. I decided I needed to get back in touch with God because I started blaming him for what happened. My counselor told me of a Christian recovery group and I decided to try it out along with my counseling sessions. It went great the first few times but then I met this guy and I thought I can finally put my life back together. Little did I know he would turn my world upside down in a way that nobody could have imagined. I was manipulated, lost all my friends, and when I decided I didn't want to have sex anymore he told me I didn't get that option and raped me multiple times after that. He never wore a condom so I contracted HPV from him. I ended it when I went in for a counseling session and my counselor saw the signs and broke it to me gently. I never returned back to the Christian recovery group and just did it one-on-one with my counselor. I was 19 when that happened and it was spread out over 3 months. Now I'm 22 and a junior in college. I'll graduate in May 2016 with a BS in mass communications and a double minor of sports comm and terrorism studies. I hate what happened to me, but because of what happened I have learned that I'm stronger than I thought and I know I can overcome anything that comes my way.
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4/21/2015
To put your faith in the Judicial System, Prosecutors and Judges is a joke.
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4/21/2015
Safety isn't behind the locked door to your own home, your roommates might unlock the doors and let the evil that is sexual assault in.
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4/21/2015
I was raped my freshman year of college, as well as two of my sorority sisters.
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4/17/2015
My life revolves around animals.
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4/16/2015
I was a freshman in college 5 hours away from home- it was final exams and I had a class with this guy who was in majority of my classes and I thought he was a friend of mine.
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4/16/2015
Sadly my rapist was my ex boyfriend.
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4/15/2015
I was raped by a security guard at a hotel in Skokie Illinois.
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4/12/2015
I was raped the day after my 21st birthday.
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4/12/2015
I was 17 at the time and my attacker was 16.
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4/4/2015
I was sexually abused as a little girl.
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