Hello, I'm going to be sharing my stories because these moments haunt me more than anything. 1, He was my long-distance/online boyfriend, i was 13 and he was 16 (already a red flag). we decided to meet up, he came to my state and I had to sneak him in when my parents were at work and his parents stayed in a nearby hotel. I was so happy that I finally got to see my boyfriend then he started asking if i wanted to have sex with him and I said "no, im not ready" and he said "okay lets just cuddle then." I cuddled with him on my bed and she was grinding himself on my ass and he was touching my genitalia and feeling on me everywhere. I told him to stop, and he did. Then I accidentally fell asleep, I woke up feeling him sucking on my neck and i noticed the hickeys on my thighs and neck and some on my chest. I was mortified and I told him to get out before I called my parents, his parents picked him up. I was terrified because he now knew where I lived, I didn't think much of it and I blocked him on everything. I told my parents what happened and I'm not able to get my justice because my parents said it was my fault for even bringing him to the house. 2, I remember when i first met him, in was in 7th grade he was 14 and i was 12. We met on the same bus, in my place we'd drive to the high school to drop the high schoolers off then we'd head to the middle school. I remember I gave him my snap and me and him started talking more. I knew he had bad addictions and habits (that his parents provided him). He peer pressured me to drink with him and to vape with him and to smoke weed. I would sneak out of the house to see him numerous of times. One night I sneaked out with him and he said he was feeling horny. He told me to relieve him by giving him head, I really didn't want to. Then he said "C'mon don't you want to make me proud, you're useless, just do it, (his exes name) would've done it, you're a terrible friend, etc" and that led to me giving him head. I didn't think it was rape until I talked to my therapist about it. Half a year later, I was 13 and he was 15, I dated this other guy and after a bit and then we broke up which hurt me terribly. He snuck over to my house to "surprise" me after what happened, he said "I know something that'll make you feel better" and then he started touching me. I knew I couldn't yell or scream or cry because my parents would've woken up and I was scared. I knew my parents would've blamed it on me and I would've gotten in more trouble than him. Then he raped me, he covered my mouth while I was crying and trying my hardest not to scream or make a lot of noise. After that he would always try to sleep with me and I always declined and said I had plans with my family. To this day he says it was my fault because I was practically begging for it.