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So many times, so many outfits, ones I wore from three to five - but this was my favourite. He was my uncle. He was supposed to be taking care of me. I didn't tell my parents for two years. The stress killed my mother, and I fear it'll take me too.

He was a childhood friend that came over to comfort me after getting abused by my now ex-husband. It happened 4 times while he was in town. I stayed in the clothes for weeks on end. I was 28.

After a date with my boyfriend he asked if I was ok with doing "it". I told him I was staying pure for God, he didn't like that. I was 14.

I was 7. He was 14. I knew babies grew out of flowers, so he took me to the forest to "plant them." I was his 3rd victim, my brother his 4th. He got 6 months of juvie and never had to register.

I was in my pjs. We were supposed to watch TV and he was listening to music with me. He claimed that I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to. But wouldn’t stop when I begged and told him no. I was 15 and didn’t know the meaning of rape yet.

I was 16 years old. This happened 2 months before my birthday. My mom sent me to my local Dollar General about 5 minutes from my house. I had a pocket knife with me at all times. On the way there, there was an alley. I was listening to music.

I was 5 the first time I remember it happening. I went to the doctor for a checkup and the doctor (who delivered me) put his fingers in my genitalia to see if it "tickled." My mother stood right behind him, watching him violate me and she did nothing.

All I'm going to say is that he was 31 when I was born and he spiked my drink, then he raped me in my sleep.

I was 8, and he was my stepdad. I was confused, and alone. My mom worked nights, so that left me and him alone for hours on end.

I was a junior in high school I believe, when a man who I considered like a brother to me took advantage of the fact that I was timid and smaller and weaker than him to forcefully “cuddle” and inappropriately touch me. My senior year, I finally reported him.

It was snowing outside, a lot, so we planned to have a movie day after band rehearsal at his grandma's house. The innocence is incontrovertible.

He would tell me to wear skirts at night. This used to be my favorite skirt, but now I can no longer wear any.

I was 6, then 7, then 8, then 9, and then 10 years old. Little me didn’t think it was ever going to stop.

I was first 15 when I was sexually assaulted. After that, I was constantly forced into having sex almost everyday with my now ex-boyfriend.

It was November of 2022, I went out to a bar and met him there. Then after the bar closed we walked back to his place. We went to lay down in bed. I remember falling asleep and taking my flannel off, but when I woke up, I did not have my pants on.

I was 4-9 years old and he was my stepfather. He did it thinking I was his own child.

I don't remember how old I was, but I think he was ten. He was also autistic. I don't know if he knew better, but he'd often touch and "tickle" my vagina and I'd yell and cry for him to stop but he never did. It stuck with me.

I was 6 when it started. I just got back from school playing with my dolls. When my older brother walks into the room and started to touch me inappropriately. Confused what was going on, I didn't say anything until 7 years later.

It has taken me a long time to understand what had happened that night, but after a few years I can finally admit that it was not my fault. I did not deserve that, nor does anyone else. I was 14 and asleep. He was 18, awake, and wanting more from me.