At 14: the story of innocence
At 14, I was raped. He stole everything from me. My family, my friends, love. He also stole trust. It took me a while to understand. To forgive, love, trust anyone. I needed really, really deep forgiveness. I couldn’t forgive myself, but now I love and trust people. I learned God’s forgiveness works. I also learned that she never left me. Even when I was lost. Now, I am better.