Date-Rape and Purgatory?

I have a story and I hate it!

I was date-raped at college…..

So, I got flowers from some unknown person, I was a little scared! But I thought it might have been this guy that kept saying hi to me in the hallways of the college. He seemed harmless. His name even made me think he was harmless, like Drew Carrey.  That wasn’t it but I cannot tell you his real name. He seemed like a bit of a nerd.

So, I got these flowers and a note that said “pick you up at 8.” Something like that. We “small-towners” (me and my roommates) thought that they would be able to tell me if this unknown guy was okay by meeting him first when he came to the door to pick me up. Boy howdy! Were we all WRONG! This guy WAS NOT who I expected!

I DID NOT KNOW THIS GUY! He was a preppy rich kid! How did he get my address? I wonder now…anyways my friends gave me the “go-ahead” and I went!

He said, “Sorry that he was late because he was selling some drugs! WHAT?!?! Here I was in HIS CAR! No cell phones in the day. On top of this he said, “He may also act a little weird because they made him try the drugs himself first so that they knew the drugs were okay!!!! I started praying, as I was scared out of my wits!!!

He is racing down the streets of Hutchinson through stop lights and stop signs, I guess now it was because we were late to the movie?!?!? But in the moment, I thought I was dead! We went to the mall to watch “When Harry met Sally.” As we pull up to the parking lot, oh ya!!!!, it was raining too! Wet pavements, running stop lights AND he decides to do a 360° flip in the parking lot of the mall!!! Or maybe it was an accident.  There was a large puddle of water. We land perfectly into a space and he says, “We’re here!” I imagine I left finger nail marks in the door or the dashboard!  Not sure because it was all a blur!!!

We get inside to the movie and all he wants to do is stick his tongue down my throat!!! Disgusting! I have to get away!!! I excuse myself to find the restroom and run right into the MENS restroom! I am so distraught! I run back out, of course and run into the woman’s restroom and start bawling my eyes out! How do I get out of here?!?! I look around in the mall area for a security person. The gates are closed to the rest of the mall and there is no one in site! I never thought to go to the employees!!! Crazy!  But they were no where to be found either. I was so scared! I found a pay phone and tried calling my apartment for my roommates but they were all out partying. I sadly returned to my seat and waited the movie out!  I thought for sure then we would go home.

He took me to his apartment and I would not go inside.  I looked around, there was a gas station with a payphone across the street.  I did wondered if I would be able to reach my roommates. Again, I never thought of getting help from the clerk.  I don’t know why. Maybe because it was night and I did not want to talk to another strange man.  I just know that I was terrified and thought that I would never get away from this guy anyways.  He was standing at the passenger door waiting for me.  I considered getting out and walking.  It was cold though and a very long walk to our apartment.

I eventually decided to go inside and get this over with, whatever was going to happen and then this would be over.  As you can probably guess, the worst happened against my will and he took me back to my apartment.

It has been thirty years of trying to work through this experience and the life-style that it led me to.  I began drinking more the rest of that school year and dropped out by the Spring semester.  I felt like a piece of meat that could be chewed up and spit out by anyone.

It was very hard to see that person in class.  He and his drug buddies in their rolled-up pants and loafers (boat shoes, no socks) pretending to snort something in class. Suggesting that they go and do some cocaine, I guess. Not sure what they were doing, but I knew that they were doing something illegal.  This guy never spoke to me again.  Mysteriously I think he has….because I believe in the refiner’s fire and purgatory where people will go after death. They to there to work out all of their earthly junk in order to see the pure and Holy God of the Universe and in order to be in His presence.

So, one day recently as I was still angry about this rape, I heard a clear plain voice in the middle of the day say, “Sorry.”  Now whether that was him, who knows. It may have bee my guardian angel, the Holy Spirit, or someone else.  I just find it hard to believe that it would be anyone else. I would like to know, I think.

 

 

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One thought on “Date-Rape and Purgatory?

  1. I am so sorry to hear of your horrid experience in college, and how it had such a profound effect on your life. I hope that both hearing that voice and writing this article helps with your healing

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