This essay was written by a 17-year-old Ventura County student.
I remember when I was 11; my 17-year-old sister had come home at 4:30am – no surprise there. But this time, she was crying to my mother who was right next to me. I woke up and was told to leave the room. I went and sat on the couch for 10 minutes.
My mom came out crying and grabbed the phone; she only dialed three numbers and I knew which ones: 9-1-1.
My sister had been raped by someone who drugged her with Coricidin (a strong cold medicine), and a cop was on his way over to make a report. My sister gave the officer every detail with pain in her eyes and tears down her cheeks. When she was done, it was time to tell my story, the story I was never brave thought to tell until that night.
Even though my sister gave the guys’ name who raped her, he was never changed due to lack of evidence. My sister was drugged and raped a PARTY! A party where she felt safe because she was with friends, but none of them helped her.
Anything can happen and you should only trust yourself with the safety of your life. If you don’t act like you care about it, no one else will either. Be smart. Be safe. Be yourself.
One Comment
I can relate to this situation. I understand how painful, scary, and traumatizing this is for a girl. When I was at a party, i was 12 years old and I thought I was so cool because I was at a party! But because I was so young and immature, I was easily taken advantage of. I think every girl who goes to a party has to be safe and make sure they are always with someone they can trust and count on. This situation also shows how much alcohol or drug abuse can affect you and you can loose control very easily. My advice would be to not drink or do drugs at all. You can always go to a party and be sober and still have a good time.