This is my halloween horror story which happened back in the mid eighties when I was fourteen.
I went to a fancy dress party Halloween party that a friend was holding and even though I’m male I dressed up as a witch with dress, hat and broomstick. The party went great and had all the traditional games like apple bobbing. We were all having a great time and I even won a prize for best costume.
On the way home I decided to take a shortcut down the canal, to get there I had to go down a path to the canal, go along the canal then over a bridge, back along the canal and down another path to get to the road I lived on. While walking along the canal I were busting for a leak and nipped through a hole in the fence of an empty property.
I took a leak, and afterwards i turned around and there was a man sat there smoking and drinking. He offered me a cigarette which I took although i only smoked occassionally and sat chatting to him. At this point nothing seemed odd and I didn’t get any bad vibes or anything from him. After a while i had finished my cigarette thanked him and got ready to leave.
At this point he then talked me into drinking with him, which I guess should have been a red flag but sadly wasn’t and being as young as I was it wasn’t long before I was starting to get drunk.
At this point I got up to leave and thats when he grabbed me. He then dragged me over to an old table which was in the garden and bent me over it, he then raped me and left me in a heap on the floor.
I managed to get up and make my way home and report what had happened, sadly he was never caught.
Thank you for reading, I wanted to share this as my way of sharing with the horror community but also to say that if your a victim to, it is traumatic but you can survive and with time and help eventually move forward.