A friend of a friend raped me when I was 15 years old. We'd been at the same party earlier in the night.

We were getting along well chatting and later on he asked my friend, her boyfriend and I if we wanted to come back to his house – they had a spa and his parents were away at the time. We all went back to his house and after a while my friend and her boyfriend decided to go home. He told me I could stay there which I wanted to as I lived quite far away and at this point it was very late in the night.

I'd never had sex before and made it very clear to him that this was not on the cards at all. I told him I had my period at the time, so I wouldn't be having sex with him
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He didn't listen though.

He dropped me home the next morning; laughing as he said, "have a nice life" when I got out of his car.

I went inside my house and sat in front of a mirror, staring at my reflection and began sobbing uncontrollably. I remember feeling so confused by this, why was I crying? I'd just had sex for the first time and that...