Tag: rape

  • Girls Shouldn’t Have To Walk In Fear

    We live in a world where ‘no’ means ‘convince me’.
    Where girls walk home with keys between clenched fists.
    Where a skirt defines if she’s asking for it or not.
    Where girls are slut shamed and men are seen as kings.

    When out at the club, guys respect ‘I have a boyfriend’ more than my ‘no’.
    It’s a lie, but vital for female survival.
    The bullshit we do to not get raped…
    While men are excused for the culture they create.

    “Not all guys”
    Tell that to Meagher or Dixon, oh wait, they’re dead.
    My heart bleeds for the millions of victims.
    But right now my veins burst fury red.

    Because it may be ‘not all guys’
    But it’s every fucking woman.
    Don’t tell me how to dress or when I can leave.
    Teach men how to be a decent human being. 🤬

    Artist: Roseanne ‘Dozy’ Hanson.

  • This Is The Underwear We Give To Survivors Of Rape

    This is the underwear that no woman wants to wear.

    And it’s not just because it’s a plain cotton sports bra the color of Pepto-Bismol.

    It’s because this is the underwear we give to survivors of rape and sexual assault after we take their own underwear as evidence.

    We take their nice underwear, their favorite underwear, their cute underwear, their comfy underwear, their best-fitting bra, their 75-dollar designer bra, their weekend bra, their work bra. And we take it away from them while wearing gloves, and drop it into a paper bag, and seal it with evidence tape and write their police case number on the outside, and send it to the state crime lab, and they never see it again.

    And we give them some Fruit from the Loom to wear home, back to a life and a world they no longer recognize and no longer trust.

    But here’s the kicker: That boring sports bra is WAY way WAY better than what some survivors get when they’re discharged.

    Some women have ALL of their clothes taken for evidence. Shirt. Undershirt. Pants. Bra. Underwear. Even their socks. And if the local forensic/sexual assault program that cares for them doesn’t have — or won’t buy — or can’t buy — clothes for them, they get discharged in hospital scrubs.

    And grippy hospital socks.

    And postpartum white-mesh hospital underwear.

    And no bra.

    Ever seen a woman who’s just been raped, just had a three-hour forensic exam, just had every surface of her battered body swabbed and photographed and inventoried for the police, ever seen her walk out of a hospital wearing oversized hospital scrubs —

    —and her arms wrapped tightly around her chest, ashamed, because she doesn’t have a bra to wear?

    I have.

    And I absolutely refuse to ever see it again.

    This is $150 of underwear from Kohl’s. My team and I buy this underwear ourselves for our patients, because we are no longer willing to let any of our survivors go home without a bra, or without a decent pair of underwear.

    If you are looking for a place to donate something meaningful this holiday season, reach out to your local Forensic Nursing team, rape crisis center, or domestic violence shelter.

    Go to Wal-Mart, or Kohl’s, or Target, and buy clothes you’d feel comfortable in curled up, safe at home, watching TV. And donate them.

    New underwear, a comfortable bra, a comfortable pair of pants, a soft hoody, squishy socks — all of these things can help make a woman who has survived a violent rape feel like a person again.

    A person.

    Not a victim.

    Because it’s a long walk down that hallway, out of the hospital, and back into the world.

    At least she can be comfortable as she takes each step.

    * * *

    Update 12/6 — Looking for a local organization that supports survivors of rape and sexual assault? You can start here:

    https://centers.rainn.org/

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/martha.phillips.RN

     

  • Therapist Caught Child Rapist In His Underpants

    A therapist on a home visit walked in on a child rapist in his underpants watching a depraved sex abuse slideshow on his TV.

    The horrified council worker made the discovery after entering the darkened living room of paedophile Hugh McDermott.

    She found the pervert stood in only his underpants and a shirt, as images of little girls being raped moved across the screen.

    McDermott, 63, admitted downloading 4,969 indecent images of children, plus 57 sickening cartoons.

    But he walked free from court today after being handed a suspended sentence so he could go on a sex offender treatment course.

    Liverpool Crown Court heard McDermott, of Church Avenue, Aintree , was convicted of indecently assaulting a girl in 1984.

    He was then jailed for 10 years for rape, attempted rape and indecent assault of children in Northern Ireland in 1990.

    An occupational therapist employed by Liverpool council visited his home on several occasions, including September 14 last year.

    Christopher Hopkins, prosecuting, said: “She noted that the premises were still in darkness.

    “When she went in, the defendant was in a state of partial undress. The premises was clearly not being maintained properly.

    “She began to complete his care plan when she noticed the TV was on. She could see on the screen an indecent image of a child, aged about six or seven, lying on her back completely naked. She was obviously very shocked.”

    Mr Hopkins said she continued with the visit but later noted the TV had changed to a second image of a girl, aged about five, being raped.

    The court heard the disgusted worker left and contacted police, who visited McDermott’s home that afternoon and seized computer equipment.

    He made no comment when arrested and interviewed by officers, but four pieces of equipment were analysed, revealing his vile stash.

    It included 1,806 Category A photographs – the most serious category – and three Category A videos of young children being abused.

    McDermott admitted possessing a further 1,198 Category B images and videos, plus 1,962 Category C images, and 57 banned pictures.

    Judge Robert Warnock said his 1990 conviction was for “exceptionally serious matters”, but he had no record of offences against children since.

    Judge Warnock told the pervert: “You of course must understand, as does everybody else, that these foul images were representing the physical abuse of children.

    “You downloading these images promoted the abuse of children.”

    The judge said he had to consider the protection of the public, particularly children, and McDermott’s past convictions, which were “such a long time ago”.

    Judge Warnock said at the time there was no requirement for McDermott to sign on the Sex Offenders Register and he had not been back to court since.

    He added: “I acknowledge the obvious point that you are socially isolated.

    “You appear to be a chronic alcoholic, your self respect has gone, you suffer serious and disabling illnesses, most particularly arthritis, and you do not – to use the colloquial expression – get out from your property, as far as I can see, at all.”

    The judge told McDermott that he believed a prison sentence would “probably not result in any way addressing your paedophile tendencies”.

    He added: “Your tendencies as I’ve described must be addressed.”

    Judge Warnock sentenced McDermott to 12 months in jail, suspended for two years, with a Horizon sex offender treatment programme.

    He said he must attend a 20-day Rehabilitation Activity Requirement and imposed an eight-month home curfew, from 8pm to 6am daily.

    The judge also ordered McDermott to sign on the Sex Offenders Register and to comply with a Sexual Harm Prevention Order for 10 years.

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/UKdatabaseREAL/

     

  • I Want People To Know How Serious Mental Illness Is

    Keeping someone alive is hard, physically & mentally. My mum has had a really hard life and sadly she’s now at a stage where she doesn’t want to be here.

    She had a difficult childhood, her sister was hit by a car and killed. My mum turned to alcohol and social services put her into a B&B with a bar. She was raped and told that it was her fault for drinking too much. She had a physically and emotionally abusive marriage, she has spent time in psychiatric hospitals and wasn’t always safe in them. Especially the time that she was on suicide watch but managed to walk out unnoticed. She took an overdose and threw herself into moving traffic. She did that because she has schizophrenia, it traumatised her she saw me being tortured, believed that everyone was conspiring with the devil & she was told that she needed to sacrifice her life to save her me. I was 2 years old and nearly lost my mummy.

    Being hit by a car left her with brain damage as well as partial sight and hearing and epilepsy. She stopped drinking years ago but the damage was done, she now has liver cirrhosis.

    A few years later I was taken from her. She has severe clinical depression, lung disease and many more disabilities and illnesses. Her life is a daily struggle and it only got worse when her husband committed suicide last year. She has no friends and sits alone at home every day, on good days she will go to town where people have knocked her to the ground despite her carrying a blind stick. She’ll go to the doctors and cry and she’ll be sent away, her physical health deteriorates and the doctors surgery always leave her without medication. She can’t concentrate on a book or TV because of her brain damage, she doesn’t feel anything when she listens to music. All she does is sit alone.

    My mum is in hospital at the moment, she hates it there. I’m hoping that this post will open up peoples eyes, there are sadly still some people out there who don’t realise a little kindness goes a long way.

    Remember that the way you treat people will affect their lives. I want people to know how serious mental illness is, it takes lives just like any other illness and it has so much stigma, please love and look after those around you. Mental illness could hit anyone at any time, even you.

    My mum has given me permission to post this, she’s also happy for it to be shared by anyone wanting to 💗

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/starandcolby/

     

  • Female Paedophile Walks Free Even After Saying Babies Were Sexy

    A judge ruled today that a female nursery school manager who watched videos of young children being raped and sexually abused should be named, overturning a previous ban.

    Alison Whateley, 44, told other online child sexual abuse images users that babies were ‘f***ing sexy’ and asked chatroom members for pictures and video of more, even younger victims.

    She egged-on fellow paedophiles in a chatroom where 11 videos of children as young as three being sexually abused an raped were viewed by 40 participants.

    Today a judge ruled it was in the public interest to reveal that depraved Whateley worked at the Bushy Tails Day Nursery and Pre-school in Teddington, south-west London. None of her offences involved pupils at the nursery.

    Whateley had been given a Community Order and a Sexual Harm Prevention Order last Thursday but was allowed to walk free anonymously.

    The nursery where she was working at the time of the offence said today they were ‘saddened’ and welcomed the investigation which had exposed Whateley.

    The court heard that the nursery manager had shared her fantasies of abuse of young children online with online lovers with whom she watched graphic images of child abuse online.

    Like Britain’s most notorious woman paedophile, Vanessa George, she had found men who shared her lust for child abuse images purely via the internet and talked lecherously about abusing children to ‘get them off.’

    Whateley who had previously been responsible for looking after nursery school pupils, had used her iPhone to access online chatroom Zoom in 2017, where anonymous hosts had played videos of children as young as three years old being raped.

    After a day of work at the Bushy Tails nursery she returned to her home in Farnham, west Surrey to log on as ‘user XXX’, under which guise she would encourage other users, potentially up to 100, to share more and more extreme images.

    Whateley had admitted encouraging or assisting in a summary offence and was sentenced at Guildford Crown Court on March 7. Judge Peter Moss today lifted the order banning naming her.

    Wearing spectacles and a beige scarf with her dark hair tied back, she clutched a spikey blue stress ball as she trudged into the dock, shielding her eyes from the assembled court and could be heard to moan in anguish throughout.

    Prosecutor Steven Talbot-Hadley told Judge Peter Ross: ‘At the relevant time this defendant worked as a manager at a nursery.

    ‘An undercover investigation was underway by the National Crime Agency focused on the online conferencing platform Zoom, which is otherwise legitimate but known to be used by paedophiles for sharing images of child abuse online.

    ‘An undercover officer was deployed in the meeting. It was in this way that this defendant was discovered. What the court is concerned with is the involvement in a Zoom meeting on August 29 2017. On that occasions the defendant was present for just under an hour under the username XXX.’

    The court heard that during this time 40 participants viewed 11 videos showing children as young as three to five being sexually abused and raped.

    During this time, Whateley actively participated when she typed into the live chat that ‘she liked … boys and girls, the younger the better, and she particularly liked babies, saying they were ‘so f***ing sexy’.’

    One of the online users had asked to see less young boys and more young girls, and the nursery manager had added ‘and younger the better.’

    She asked the other users: ‘Anybody interested in very tiny children?’

    Following the defendant’s digital trail had led investigators to Farnham, Surrey where they took her in for an interview, during which her position was that she had been using the online chat to track down and trap paedophiles.

    The prosecutor told the court: ‘When asked if she had ever provided any names or phone numbers to police of people she had interacted with online, she said she never had and has never given a reason for that.

    ‘She met somebody online with the username JohnUK. She told police she talked with him about having sex with children in order to ‘get him off’, she said she had his number and thought about giving it to the police.’

    Police interrogated Whateley’s phone and discovered WhatsApp messages from August to September with another man online between August and September 2017, a man called Joe, with who she discussed abusing children, and telephone records showed she was in contact with a man who was investigated by police for indecent images.

    The court also heard an audio recording on her phone was discovered in which a woman could be heard performing a sex act while talking to herself in graphic detail about abusing babies, which Whateley admitted in a later police interview was her own voice.

    The prosecutor said: ‘She said she made the recording because she wanted to know that she could pass herself off as one of them. When she was confronted with this she did not seek to put forward any positive explanation.’

    Whateley was sentenced to a Community Order where she will be under supervision in the community for 30 months and she was ordered to complete a 50 days rehabilitation requirement.

    The SHPO will be in place for five years.

    Judge Peter Moss said: ‘A psychiatrist found that you gave a less than compelling reason for why you were viewing this material, to be seeking to entrap paedophiles as some sort of paedophile hunter.

    ‘You have accepted that is not correct because of your inactivity in doing something about it.’

    full credit goes to the amazing people at the Uk database

     

  • Brave Girl Speaks Out About Her Abuse At The Hands Of Her Dad

    Brave Shannon Clifton (pictured) today tells for the first time of her eight years of vile sexual abuse and beatings at the hands of her paedophile father (pictured)

    Now 18, she waves her anonymity to reveal the monster first raped her on their living room floor at the age of six.

    And after she became pregnant again at 13, twisted Clifton Googled ways to make her miscarry, forcing her into dangerous exercise routines.

    When she was nine months’ pregnant, a suspicious school nurse asked her to take a pregnancy test.

    Terrified Shannon refused, but her father feared his sickening crimes were about to be exposed and forced her to join him on the run, sparking a six-day police manhunt.

    Two days after they were found Shannon gave birth to a baby that was both her son – and her brother.

    Clifton, 36, got a minimum 15 years life sentence for rape at Derby Crown Court in 2015.

    Neither he nor his daughter could be named – but the case hit the headlines as tragic, brainwashed Shannon screamed in court: “I love you Dad, I miss you.”

    Three years on, having escaped her hell at Clifton’s hands, her feelings are much more complicated. Now she is speaking out to persuade other abused children to seek help.

    “He stole my life,” she says. “He turned it into a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from – raping and beating me for years. I was frightened and in pain every day.

    “I hate my dad now, but I will always miss him because he was the only person I had throughout my whole childhood.”

    Until Shannon was five, her family life was fairly normal – “birthday parties with a bouncy castle, fun trips out” with her siblings.

    That all changed after her parents split and she went to live with her father.

    The court heard how cunning binman Clifton had “poisoned her” against her mother.

    “I was always my dad’s favourite, his little princess,” says Shannon.

    “If my mum ever shouted at me, he’d tell her, ‘Don’t speak to my Shannon like that’. He was so protective. We were inseparable.”

    So she went to live with him alone, aged five. “He changed quickly,” she says.

    “He’d scream if I did something he didn’t like, then it was a slap around the head. Then he started punching me. Over the years, he burnt me with an iron, attacked me with a hammer, stabbed me and split my head open.”

    Clifton turned her against the rest of the family until she stopped seeing them.

    And, then, when she was six years old and isolated from anyone who might help her, the worst torture began.

    “He got me up in the night and made me lie on the floor in my nightie,” she says. “Then he lay on top of me and just did it. I felt the worst pain imaginable. I was screaming for him to stop, but he wouldn’t.

    “Afterwards I lay there bleeding. I was sobbing so much I could barely breathe.”

    The rapes became regular – and the little girl bravely fought back in vain.

    “He would always say sorry afterwards,” says Shannon. “When he’d finished, I’d play with my toys to distract myself.

    “He said it was something all dads did to daughters, but I had to keep it secret. He’d hug me and promise it would never happen again.

    But it always did. Yet I still loved him. He was all I had.”

    The attacks gathered pace, up to four times a day. “He would even make me have sex with him in the woods,” says Shannon.

    “He’d film it and once made me watch it. I was crying – it was so horrible.”

    At 11, Shannon fell pregnant. Confused and frightened, she hid it the best she could until blurting it out to him at 28 weeks.

    “I got beat up really bad and knocked out. I don’t recall it that clearly,” says Shannon. “But I remember one minute I had a baby inside me and the next there was blood everywhere and the baby was gone.”

    When she fell pregnant again at 13, Clifton again tried to make Shannon miscarry – even looking up ways online. When it didn’t work, Shannon claims he came up with a plan to kill her baby after birth.

    Wiping away tears, she says: “That was the most evil thing he ever did or said. He went into detail – I can’t talk about it.”

    With her growing bump becoming hard to hide, Shannon was called in by the school nurse and asked to take a pregnancy test. She refused and fled. That night, police swooped on their flat.

    “As soon as he saw them, Dad told me to climb over the fence at the back and run across the fields. He followed.”

    They spent six nights sleeping rough as police appealed for sightings. Shannon recalls: “It was October. I was freezing, exhausted and frightened. We moved around all the time. I had pains, but kept telling myself, ‘You can’t go into labour yet, you need to be found first’.”

    When Clifton broke cover to take Shannon into Derby, police cornered him.

    “We tried to run, but a police car swung round in the street and dad was arrested,” says Shannon. Alone for the first time in years, she gave birth to her baby boy in hospital two days later.

    She says: “I loved him instantly. I thought, ‘He is my life now.’ But he was my brother. It was so confusing.”

    She kept the tot until a week before his first birthday when, alone and living in care, Shannon bravely decided to give him up for adoption. I couldn’t give him everything he needed,” she says. “I wanted him to grow up with a nice family, one I never had. I’ll always be his mum.”

    After a DNA test proved Clifton was the boy’s father he admitted rape – but said his crimes began when Shannon was 10.

    Astonishingly, she hasn’t completely retracted that courtroom vow of love. “I’m getting better, but there’ll always be some kind of love for my dad,” she says.

    Despite that, her biggest fear is that one day he will kill her. “I worry about it,” she says. He has a lifetime restraining order, but will that matter? He’ has nothing to lose.”

    Meanwhile, her ordeal has left her with PTSD in the form of frightening flashbacks. She attempted suicide at 16 – but with the help of a kind foster family, Shannon finally began to rebuild her life.

    Now she is renting her own flat and will start a criminal psychology degree in September, and hopes that will help her understand some of her father’s motives.

    She says: “I’ll never know exactly why my dad did what he did, but my aim is to help other abuse victims who read this – so they can find the help they need.”

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    https//www.facebook.com/UKdatabaseREAL/

  • This Is Not Consent For Sex Its Still Rape

    👩🚫 #Thisisnotconsent 🚫👩

    Barrister Elizabeth O Connell

    What type of knickers Do you wear ?

    A lace front, silky thong

    I bet you own a pair !!

    A pack of 3 from penny’s

    Or Ann Summers best

    You and I both wear them

    The same as all the rest

    A sexy 2 piece crotch less

    Or a Bridget Jones tent

    Either way my underwear

    Does not give my consent

    My knickers doesn’t have a voice

    It’s a personal choice to me

    A piece of clothing sewn together

    Like jeans with a rip in the knee

    We live in 2018

    Times of change and equal rights

    But yet a choice of underwear

    Caused events that happen that night

    People now choose their religion

    Choose gender and sexuality too

    But when I go shopping for knickers

    I have the choice of only a few ???

    Wear a big grey granny

    If your not up for a rape

    Go to the authorities and courts for help

    More luck calling batman in his cape

    What if women got together for justice

    A mob to sort rapists out

    We would be sentenced in Irish courts

    Of that I have no doubt

    We understand you were doing a job

    It’s work that isn’t fun

    But please don’t blame a victims knickers

    To try and get the job done

    Our country fought hard for freedom

    To get where we are today

    This government is going to ruin it all

    If they wont hear what we have to say

    I’m going wear whatever knickers I want

    A g-string or maybe the tent

    But the most important thing to remember is

    My knickers doesn’t give my consent

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/Awaywithwords2018/

  • It Can’t Be Rape As We Are In A Relationship

    I have been with my partner nearly 3 years he’s always been controlling in certain ways.

    Last month he woke me up at 4am and started touching me, me and him very rarely have sex because every time I come onto him he never wants it and when we do its on his terms, his way or the high way.

    But he carried on touching me. I laid there pretending to be a sleep for a while longer.

    Then he pulled my pants down. At this point I knew i couldn’t fake sleep anymore. Soon as I opened my eyes he said let me put it in your arse.

    I said no. He carried on. I said no. He continued to try I said no I don’t want to, I shouted STOP

    I then tried to roll over… he held my arms …

    And then continued.

    It really upset me.

    I felt broken

    I felt like I had been violated.

    But it can’t be rape we are in a relationship

    The next day I couldn’t get the incident out of my mind, I felt dirty and must have had at least 6 showers that day, I was fearful and sad, and this increased when I heard his car pull into the drive, I couldn’t look at him.

    I decided two days after the attack that it was 100% not my fault and just because I was in a relationship with him does not give him the right to my body, I was raped!!!

    Yes I reported, No he wasn’t convicted but I was free, I was safe and he knew he had done wrong.

    I just want other woman to know that if you are in a relationship that does not give your partner the right to touch you or sleep with you without your consent, NO means NO! 

  • Was I Even Raped? Was It My Fault? Help me

    I want to share my story as I’m trying to process what happened to me that night and that it wasn’t right and wasn’t my fault…

    I had a friend for 20 years, who I trusted dearly, we’d go to one another with problems etc. He’d been away for a while, so he said he’d come or over with wine. I’m a binge drinker so within 3 hours i had drank 1/2 a bottle of wine and.1/2 a.bottle of rum, maybe more. Once it hit I took myself to bed and phoned my partner, I can’t remember our phone call, but he said we was on the phone over two hours.

     I carried on drinking during this also, so god knows how much I had consumed by this point. I couldn’t open my eyes, I remember trying and everything was double. My cousin was here not drinking and was trying to feed me coffee via a straw, which I threw up all over her (lovely). She said I passed out shortly after this, she tried giving my friend the hint to go home and after nearly an hour of him just sat there she said she was going to bed. He got up then, went and brushed his teeth, switched all my plugs off and lights came in my room and shut the door, telling my cousin to knock on if she needed anything (I was still asleep and didn’t hear a thing)

    The next thing I remember is him telling me to come over, he started to kiss me I then go back out again and my next memory is him asking me where I keep my dog collars, the next thing I remember is being dragged back by force and then nothing. I was on my back the whole time. I then wake up to him I think, performing oral sex on me I remember looking down and thinking whats happening, but I was far too drunk to really respond to what was happening. I went back out and the next thing I remember is him having sex with me, then I got this conscious out of nowhere and told him to stop I’m seeing someone, I kind of remember him scrambling off my body and I just passed out again.

    I woke up confused with no knickers on but my bra and shirt on still done up. I was feeling guilty thinking I cheated on my partner and partly traumatized. My main concern for some reason at that time was my partner, someone else had sex with me.

    It was under a month ago and i’m hauted by these questions

    what if I did want it at the time? What if this is me being dramatic?

    what if he’s innocent?

    what if I led him on?

    I don’t know if this is normal. I spend my days trying to get memories back, then I get upset or confused. Can anyone advice me what to do, was I even raped?

  • Woman Fights To Escape Attacker And Survives

    At about 7:15am Wednesday, I was walking my dog Berreta alone on our regular loop on the Platte River Trail, a short walk from my home. A man passed by me that I had recognized briefly from the day prior when I was walking with Billie.

    He didn’t make eye contact with me and I got a very strange vibe. Somehow he made it on the other side of the loop, meaning he must’ve cut through the woods somewhere knowing where I was headed. The dog and I passed him and I said excuse me. About 30 seconds later I noticed him very close behind me. I saw he had a rope in his hands and at that point he was too close to try and put any distance between us.

    He strangled me from behind and drug me into the woods about 15 feet off the trail where he removed almost all of my clothes. He continued to choke me using his hands, the rope, and with a bandana of some sort. I fought like hell and screamed my brains out, even my sweet dog tried to fight him and bite him as much as she could. He threatened to kill me, I believe to get me to stop screaming.

    I thought that this could be the end but I was not about to give up fighting for my life. He hog tied me from my neck to my wrists, then to my ankles and told me he was going to let me go but he needed to find his glasses first. He searched for them multiple times and couldn’t find them, I begged him to let me help but he said he couldn’t trust me. I somehow managed to sit up and was able to reach the knot around my ankles and free myself.

    I had no choice at that point but to run for my life as fast as I could, unfortunately without my dog. I made it to the bike path almost completely naked screaming for help. I’m so thankful there were people around that ultimately were able to protect me. A man on a bike chased him down and was able to restrain him until police arrived. HE IS IN CUSTODY.

    He is a registered sex offender and has multiple warrants out for his arrest, the detectives are very confident he won’t be seeing light of day for a very very long time, if not ever. Later I was able to find Berreta, so she is also safe at home.

    This was the worst day of my life but I knew I had to fight, it simply wasn’t my time to die. I love you all for all of the support and am feeling better today. I still feel like I got hit by a freight train but I am lucky to be in good hands today with my family and friends.

    I am putting this post up to remind each and every one of you, please be aware of your surroundings at all times. Even if you have been on your local path, your grocery store parking lot, or anywhere 100 times, danger can exist anywhere. I am lucky to be alive, so please have a plan in place to protect yourself from whatever may be out there. Be safe out there, lots of love from me!

    By Vanessa Ursini, Survivor

    ⚠️WARNING:GRAPHIC ⚠️

    Woman Fights To Escape Attacker And Survives
    Woman Fights To Escape Attacker And Survives