Leliny's Story
Leliny's Story
I feel so bad reading all this, I didnt know it happens so much and like now I just think the world seems a different place. I dont know if I can tell my story here but Im just going to keep writing because I want people to listen to me, I havent got anyone I can talk to. My mums knows stuff about what happened but she only knows a little bit of it. I couldnt tell her everything and details because I feel like my story is too disgusting to tell her, so maybe its easier telling other people like me. what if she doesnt believe me then I will be abandoned by her too and I cant even think about that because its hard to find people on your side.
My story started when I was about 5 and my step dad moved in with my mum, and not longer after he started doing funny things to me, and soon after maybe some months, the abuse started and most of the time was anally which sometimes caused me to defecate uncontrollably and we werent allowed to have it the other way. I went through this everyday after school till I was 14, and there was alot of emotional abuse too making me feel like I deserved it. Now im 16 and Im figuring everything out and I hate doing this, I want to know if anyone can help me deal with this. I feel so shit writing this, because why me, why do I have to go through this, I think we should all support each other maybe it will be easier then doing it alone.
Here it is 2003, & I still think about it every damn day. I was raped March 21st, 1993. Handcuffed to a tree in my favorite park nearby my parents house. The man who raped me was a serial rapist/murderer. He is presently on death row. That day, I'd been laid off from my job at a failing computer company & I was despondent. Car-less & living in Orange County, California, I decided I didn't want to mope about the house feeling sorry for myself. So that afternoon, I took the bus to the beach. I had dinner in the evening at my favorite diner. The time was now about 7:00pm & when I got out to the street, I realized the busses had stopped running for the day. I began to walk down PCH. A young man in a flashy, red sports car pulled up alongside me & yelled out his window,"hey, do you want a ride?" I shook my head "no" and strode on. He drove off then after a couple minutes, pulled up again. "Hey, are you sure you don't need a ride?" I was weary & sad & distant & absent-mindedly said "ok." He looked clean cut & was attractive & I didn't live that far away anyway. He told me he was lonely, that his girlfriend had broken up with him. I told him that I'd lost my job. He asked if I wanted a drink. I said "ok." He went to a gas station, & bought a 6 pack of beer, then drove to the park near my home. We sat by the lake, drank beer & talked. Suddenly, he was on top of me. He forced my arms up & I felt metal encasing my wrists. He'd handcuffed my arms around a tree trunk. I was in shock. "What are you doing?" I cried. He proceeded to rape me but stopped short when he saw headlights in the near distance. He panicked & said he thought it was the police & got up off me. 1/2 naked, I had to use my weight to push the young sapling tree over to get free, but I was still handcuffed. He pulled my pants up,then grabbed me & yanked me to his car, with me resisting. He was angry & shoved me in his car. He said "we've got to get those things off you." Sitting numb & handcuffed in the passenger seat of his car, he drove me to a carport at an apartment complex. He parked & ran into a shed, then came out with some tools. He swung my door open & ordered me out. I slid down to the pavement on my butt, & said "you're going to kill me." I was weeping & truly believed I was dead.This made him all the more angrier & he said "stop saying that!" I honestly don't know how he got the cuffs off me, I was so hysterical. Once I was freed, I tried to run away when he went back into the shed but he ran after me & grabbed me. He burst into tears, & began saying "I love you, don't leave me. I want to marry you!" Something clicked in my brain & I said,"ok, I'll marry you. But I need a good night's sleep then, so I can start making the arrangements. He was crying, "really?" he replied. "Yes, just let me go home so I can start getting things ready." He insisted on driving me home, so I had him drop me off down the block from my apartment, disappearing into a dark courtyard & waiting until he drove off to go to my place. My boyfriend's brother was there when I walked in, in a state of shock, fell on the couch & said,"I was just raped." My friend made me call the cops & they were able to nab my rapist within a 1/2 hour of my call. They caught him with handcuffs in his pockets, at a 7-11! The media got wind of this & I got phone calls from newspapers & my story was on the front page. I got a stern warning from the D.A. not to speak to the media again. Fast-forward past the hearings & trials. It's 1996, & I'm walking to work. I look down at an LA Times newpaper. On the cover, is his picture. He'd been paroled, & promptly murdered the 1st woman he met. Luckily, the murder was captured by a surveillance camera filming in the parking lot of the nightclub. I was sick. Then it all began all over again.
when i was 15 i was a party girl and went out every so often. at this 1 party i had 1 drink and was blown away. i woke up in this mans car and he told me that he was driving me home. i was like fine. i passed out again and woke with that man on top of me. he was kissing and touching me. i told him to stop but he kept working into me. i gave up and passed out. i remembered hime ejaculating into my mouth.
till this day the experience is still so scary!
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