safeinchrist
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- Jun 22, 2008
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- 14
Hi everyone!
Its great to have found this website again, it was some time ago but now im back
But there is something that is bothering me.
When i was 10 years old i was sexually abused by a man in the neighborhood. That man had been bothering me and my friend before so i told my parents and they called the police, they did not believe us and just said that we had wild fantasy. Im pretty sure í was on drugs (that he must have given me) during the abuse because i only remember some things of it. I think i was too young to understand the impact that would have on me later. I never told my parents about it, i still dont have the strengt to do so.
2005, when i was 12, i moved to The Netherlands for my fathers job. The first three months were aweful but soon it all felt better and i started to get settled. After about half a year we found an international church there which we went to alot. There i found my best friend ever.
One year passed fast and people came and went. We got a new science teacher that i had a bad feeling about from the start. Even though i had max score on all tests she made me go to extra classes. I was the only one in these "extra lessons". I dont remember the first classes but i was for the second time sexually abused, but this time i was more like a sex slave to the science teacher and the humanities teacher, every "extra class". I was beaten and so if i didnt do as they said. When my parents were wondering what had happended when i was all bruced and so i alwys blamed the football training.
My friend from church understood that someting was wrong and started to act. I talked for hours with her and her mother who is one of the ones in the prayer group at church. I am thankful for the prayers and thoughts from her and her mother. My parents dont know nor does the school. The woords from the man thay abused me when I was 10 still bothered me. " You tell your parents againg and you wont have them anymore".
It was a releif to move back to sweden eventhough i still live in the same neighbourhood as when i was 10 and in the same house. Sometimes i see the man that abused me and i think im going to an emotional breakdown or someting. Its really hard for me to hear about friends getting boyfriends and seing them makeout in school and such its all a pain for me. Its really hard to write about it too. But it feels better to have it said.
I wish i was like the other girls being out for boys and not being afraid. Im 16 now and my mother asks if i like someone in my class and if i have a boy friend yet. Its a pain to go through everyday and i relly need your prayers because i know they help. I dont go to church anymore as i cant keep the tears in.
thank you for reading and thankyou for praying!!
Safeinchrist-- Emma
Its great to have found this website again, it was some time ago but now im back
But there is something that is bothering me.
When i was 10 years old i was sexually abused by a man in the neighborhood. That man had been bothering me and my friend before so i told my parents and they called the police, they did not believe us and just said that we had wild fantasy. Im pretty sure í was on drugs (that he must have given me) during the abuse because i only remember some things of it. I think i was too young to understand the impact that would have on me later. I never told my parents about it, i still dont have the strengt to do so.
2005, when i was 12, i moved to The Netherlands for my fathers job. The first three months were aweful but soon it all felt better and i started to get settled. After about half a year we found an international church there which we went to alot. There i found my best friend ever.
One year passed fast and people came and went. We got a new science teacher that i had a bad feeling about from the start. Even though i had max score on all tests she made me go to extra classes. I was the only one in these "extra lessons". I dont remember the first classes but i was for the second time sexually abused, but this time i was more like a sex slave to the science teacher and the humanities teacher, every "extra class". I was beaten and so if i didnt do as they said. When my parents were wondering what had happended when i was all bruced and so i alwys blamed the football training.
My friend from church understood that someting was wrong and started to act. I talked for hours with her and her mother who is one of the ones in the prayer group at church. I am thankful for the prayers and thoughts from her and her mother. My parents dont know nor does the school. The woords from the man thay abused me when I was 10 still bothered me. " You tell your parents againg and you wont have them anymore".
It was a releif to move back to sweden eventhough i still live in the same neighbourhood as when i was 10 and in the same house. Sometimes i see the man that abused me and i think im going to an emotional breakdown or someting. Its really hard for me to hear about friends getting boyfriends and seing them makeout in school and such its all a pain for me. Its really hard to write about it too. But it feels better to have it said.
I wish i was like the other girls being out for boys and not being afraid. Im 16 now and my mother asks if i like someone in my class and if i have a boy friend yet. Its a pain to go through everyday and i relly need your prayers because i know they help. I dont go to church anymore as i cant keep the tears in.
thank you for reading and thankyou for praying!!
Safeinchrist-- Emma