Content warning: This story deals with rape and sexual violence and may be triggering for some readers.
Imagine a 14-year-old girl in your life.
She's a child — although she might not think so anymore. Carefree. She's just beginning to spread her wings and learn about the world as an individual.
Now imagine that girl was sexually assaulted. The unspeakable trauma. The impacts on her mental and physical health. The absolute betrayal of her sense of self, of safety, of trust.
You'd want the police to investigate, wouldn't you?
I would.
I do.
My name is Karen Iles. In 1993, when I was 14 and on a family holiday, I was subjected to multiple gang rapes and other sexual assaults by a notorious gang in both Queensland and New South Wales.
I was in year 8 at the time, and was initially flattered that there were these "surfer dudes" wanting to talk to me. But it quickly turned into something very, very different.
After returning from the holiday, my parents read my diary entries, where I detailed the abuse I'd suffered. The stress on my family — my parents and my brother — was palpable.
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