Where did I Go wrong?
“Stop Clifford,” Neaveh said.
“No b***h. Lay there and don’t get up!”
“What did I do,” as I lay there he began to take off my clothes.
“Didn’t I tell you to stay still? I will kill you if you move again,” he pulled out a knife.
“I’m sorry I’m scared please stop,” I continued to ask him. I cried and I cried and before I knew it he was pushing it inside of me and I was crying and he still continued. He pumped in and out of me more than five times. He pushed it completely in and he groaned and pulled it out.
“Good girl you b***h”
“Why?”
I got home at 2:20 a.m. I ran into the bathroom my father came and beat on the bathroom door.
“Neveah come out this bathroom now. What is your problem coming in my house at two-twenty in the morning?”
All he could hear were sobs.
“Open the door sweetie, what’s wrong?”
I opened the door and gave my father a hug.
“Sweetie you have to tell me what happened.”
“Daddy,” sob “This boy from my school forced himself on top of me.”
“Are you sure sweet heart?”
He looked down and then he seen the blood
“Were going to file a police report.”
“No, he told me he would kill me if I told anybody but I’m trusting you.”
“Okay sweetie, go take a bath and then go to sleep.”
“Okay but daddy I’m, I’m bleeding down there.”
“Just take a bath and put on a clean pair of panties.”
“Okay”
I went into the bathroom and I ran some bath water. I got in and my private began to throb. That was my first time ever having sexual intercourse and I hated it. I washed my body and then I got out the tub and put on my bathrobe. When I got in my room to put on another pair of underwear I noticed that I was still bleeding since I didn’t know what to do I just went to sleep. As I lay in my bed I prayed that this was all a dream and when I woke up it would all be a dream.
My alarm clock went off and I woke up. I felt a little depressed because I could still remember what happened last night. I was debating over whether or not I should go to school today. I felt really moist and warm. I got out of the bed to go to the restroom.
“No, you rip those boys right off him. You can’t always defend yourself. You’ll have to be willing to fight for things you love.”
On the article “On a Date Rape” by Camille Paglia, creates a controversy discussion about how women have reached freedom throughout the years and blames young feminist for being “over privileged”. Her belief is that women in general misuse the social freedom she so virtuously fought for. She also mentioned that her generation was aware of the risk that they were taking, while today’s generation does not. However, she blames any young lady who finds herself into a perilous situation for the tragedy that follows; moreover, Paglia’s article is unreliable due to the abuse of several fallacies such as hasty generalization, false analogy, false cause, poising well, false dilemma, slippery slope, as well as straw men.
The following morning is a dreadful, long one that stays with you forever. The memories in your mind keep crawling up every night when you fall asleep. You keep asking yourself, “Why did it happen to me? What did I do wrong?” Yet no answer comes to mind, all that you can think of is being violated, being misled for a simple task-rape. Why does it happen to us? What do the men see when the door is opened and a gorgeous women stands in front of their eyes. The mind collapses trying to find a solution to the problem. It's like having an exam and the only way for you to score is to cheat. So all girls are just scores guys try to push themselves upon? The mind grows blank and the human body works with sexual instinct. Date rape is one of those things that one man can't find a proper answer for. There are so many possibilities that one might think of as the cause of the problem. Which one is the right one? Is there one specific answer that is physiologically correct? No. Everyone has his or her own opinion, whether it is from experience or from common knowledge. Date rape is mainly cased by the in-proper behavior of the rapist. A man who can rape a woman has obviously been brought up in an uncomfortable, improper raised environment.
step father raped me. I had went and stayed there for the night and he must have
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According to a statement addressing the sexual victimization of college women The Crime and Victimization in America states that, “ One out of four women will be sexually assaulted on a college campus.” This disturbing fact has not minimized throughout the years, instead it is continuing to worsen throughout college campuses. Sexual assault is not an act to be taken lightly. Society must stop pinpointing the individuals who commit these crimes one by one, but rather look at the problem as a whole and begin to understand the main cause of sexual assault and possible methods to reduce these acts of sexual coercion.
There are many different types of victims we have discussed over the course of this class, but we’re only going to talk about two types in the following paper. These two types of victims are common just as any another victim across America. These include sex assault victims and child abuse victims, which are both primary victims in cases. The two share a tie together, both are a victim of abuse and can cause lifelong consequences, but they also pose many differences as well. Many questions arise when talking about victims, for example why is a child or adult being abused and what are the life altering affects to these actions. Throughout this paper we discuss both sexual assault victims and child abuse victims and compare and contrast between the two.
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“If you don’t get out, I will go home and you’ll walk home in the dark in the cold alone.” He shouted angrily