rape story of a friends of my she just send me this

[roesmaryann22]

by jacqui i was raped when i was 16 by one of my friends and his friends. it wasn't easy to move on but i did and i have no problems talking about it. it's just hard to discribe what happened typing it out. he called me several times one night asking me to have sex with him. i said no thank you every time. right up until he threatened to kill my parents. he asked if i would just come outside and smoke a ciggarette with him or he would break into my house and rape me in front of my parents then kill my parents. well instead of going to my parents i did the stupid thing thinking i was protecting them and i went outside. i actually thought all we were going to do was smoke a ciggarette. i hadn't slept much for the two nights previous and he'd woken me up with the phone calls. so when i went outside i wasn't totally awake and he used that to his advantage. he threatened again that he'd kill my family and i believed him only because he was on many drugs. so i said fine just let me go. he wouldn't let me go, his friend kneeled over my throat while he tried to f*** me but he was on so many drugs he couldn't. he held me there with my legs spred with is friend kneeling over my throat and told me how ugly i was and that it was my fault. i was crying the whole time. finally once i got my head out of my a** and remembered "oh i can fight back" i stood up and ran. he grabbed me once but i told him i'd scream, there was a drug bust going on just up the road so he knew there could be police there in a second. the violation did not stop there. he told his friends that i was crazy and that i wanted it and that it wasn't rape. left out the art that he threatened me into it. he told me he'd kill me if i told anyone. he stalked me for a year, if not him then one of his friends. he'd try to run me off the road while i was driving, follow me to work, stand outside of my work with his friends and so on. it wasn't until detective fitzgerald found out about what was going on that i was safe. see the guy also liked to put things in my mailbox. he claimed it was a joke and that he was trying to be friends with me again, bullshit. he put a dildo in my mailbox which my father found. daddy called the police about that and the post office was more interested in it then the police. detective fitzgerald was the one who was investigating that case. they had already told me that my rape was a date rape and that it was a he said she said and i would probably loose my case so i hadn't pressed charges for the rape. i told det. about it and he had thought that was bs and he then called the guy and told him if he looked at me, talked to me, had any of his friends talk to me, follow me, even dare to think about me that he would come and personally kick his ass. that was when it all stopped. i had to learn how to be strong. it wasn't easy but i did it i survived it and now i am a stronger more compassionate and vicious in the fight against rape and child molestation. i was also molested when i was 10 by a co-worker of my mothers. i totally understand the friend doing the rape though. my husband had a friend who tried to force himself on me and might have actually succeeded if my neighbor hadn't come to see why there was a truck in my driveway.i told my neighbor about what happened after the guy had left and he was totally pissed off and i thanked him for comming to my rescue. then  i told my husband about it and he wanted to kill his friend, i wanted it just to stop so he didn't go after him. this is my story and though it wasn't easy i now have a very happy life. it isn't what you did or what was done to you, it's what you do with whats ahead of you. with everything i've been through i have learned that if you turn it around, use it to your advantage you can not just survive but thrive. i am now married for 8 years to a wonderful man who has been nothing but supportive. though he didn't know the details until 4 years ago i waited until he was ready to hear it and for him to ask me. at that point he was able to handle it though it made him angry at the guy because one of them he knew and went to high school with. my husband is my rock :) he keeps me on the right path to remember that it wasn't my fault and it was a problem of those two guys, not me. for a long time i blamed myself, even had a counsilor tell me it was my fault and that i should have gotten my parents. i do not deny that i should have but at the time i thought i was protecting them in a twisted way. last i heard about the guy he had gotten out of jail from shooting his mother (that happened a year and a half after the rape) and that now as far as i know his parents moved to a different country and left the house for their sons. so now he lives 4 houses down from my parents with just