One time when I was 16 I was r*ped at a party. It was the end of the night and everyone had already found a place to crash inside the house but me. My friend was seeing one of the guys who lived in that house. I tried bagging on their bedroom door so I could get her car keys to sleep in her car but they never answered the door. With literally no place to rest (not even on the counter) I asked a a guy I thought I could trust if I could lay down next to him. Once I laid down he took this as an invite and started kissing and touching me. I have to admit I kissed him back but quickly tried to stop it when it was obvious he wanted more. I tried screaming "No, Stop" but he was so heavy on top of me that it came out in a whisper every time. He ignored me and my cries. After it was over I sat outside in the freezing cold rain and just cried until me friend woke up. I never told her or anyone about what happened to me. Not until I was much much older. When I did tell my friends it felt almost like they didn't believe me. My biggest regret is not saying anything when it happened. I thought it was my fault for soo long bc I got drunk and I laid down next to him to rest. I'm still recovering from it and I still cry about it till this day whenever I think about that night.