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Getting into the taxi I fell back against the seat and breathed a deep sigh of relief, I would later get the shock of my life when the taxi driver sexually assaulted me.
I was fourteen and drunk after going to a friend’s birthday party and when I got home my dad had gone mad and thrown me out.
I didn’t have a clue where to go, the only option was to return to my friend’s house but it was a long walk. She lived just over 3 miles away but I had to get there.
I didn’t feel brave enough to walk down the dark country lane so I tried to wave down a taxi, after telling them I had no money they left me stood there on the pavement.
I would never have acted so irresponsibly if it wasn’t for too much alcohol, I was stupid and when I saw my friends drinking, I didn’t want to be the odd one night so I had got involved.
I wasn’t used to drinking so it dint take long for me to be drunk.
My dad was not impressed and in anger had told me to get out, no doubt to shock me.
I had walked for whatever seemed like ages and it was raining, I was cold and wet and fed up.
A car drove passed and stopped.
The man in the car pulled down his window and shouted over at me, asking if I needed a lift somewhere.
I told him I had no money. He said it was OK and that he had a daughter my age and would never want his age daughter to be left stranded.
He seemed OK so I climbed into the back.
The taxi driver sexually assaulted me
I would later regret getting into his car as the taxi driver sexually assaulted me
We sped off in the right direction but he then pulled into a deserted car park.
In my drunken haze I looked out of the window, it was dark and I couldn’t work out why he had stopped here.
He climbed into the back and pulled down the zip on his trousers.
I started to panic.
He had locked the doors.
I tried to scream and pull the doors open.
He forced me to give him oral sex.
I felt sick.
After it was over he took me to my friend’s house, as if nothing had happened.
I was a mess afterwards.
The taxi driver sexually assaulted me and I was in a right state
I didn’t say anything to anyone at first but it was eating me up inside.
Eventually I broke down and told my parents.
My dad blamed himself, if only he hadn’t been so angry that night and told me to get out, but it wasn’t his fault.
I remembered the description of the car and the taxi company’s name. But when police looked into it there was no company of that name.
It seemed that it was not a taxi and the card he had waved at me was false information.
Had he done this before?
He had got away with it.
With no more information to go on, he was free to walk the streets.
For two years this experience haunted me.
I was terrified that I would bump into him in the street.
I beg anyone who needs to get a taxi to ensure you see some solid and credible identification before you get into any taxi.
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