In the summer of 2018, i went to my home country to visit. I was 14 at the time, we had a gate guard at my house and he flirted with me a lot. One day he asked me to come sit in the gazebo with him( it was wayy outside the house) one thing led to another and we where having sex. It was consensual at first but then i didn’t want to do it anymore and i kept telling him to stop but he wouldn’t. I begged and cried but he wouldn’t stop. and when he finally did i ran to my house, went upstairs, took a shower, wiped my tears and went right back outside with him🤦🏾‍♀️( i was so dumb and didn’t realize what had happened). It happened another time shortly after that, consensual at first then I didn’t want to do it anymore but he just wouldn’t stop. I tried to put my hand down there so he couldn’t put it in but he moved my hands away and kept at it. i told him he was hurting me but he seriously didn’t care. I didn’t realize until almost 3 months after i left that i was raped, sometimes i remember little bits and pieces of it. Im not looking for sympathy, i just wanted to write it all down