I decided 8 days before my 16th birthday that I was going to runaway from home. I thought my parentswere too strict. On that cool night when everyone went to sleep I left home. I caught a ride with acouple of guys going home from work. They took me several miles down the road and then I got outand started walking again. I walked for miles and then caught a ride with a truck driver who took meto a large town in Arkansas, he bought me breakfast and gave me some money. I then begin to walk in the big city and was picked up by what seemed to be a very nice guy in his early twenties. This is where that everything goes bad. He took me to a trailer where there were two other guys waiting for him.I didn’t want to go to the trailer but he pulled a knife on me and put it to my throat. When we got tothe trailer I was repeatedly raped by these three guys. I told a police officer about it the next morningwhen I got away from them, but he told me I shouldn’t been walking the streets. I am writing this story because this happened back in the eary seventies and today things are much worse. I am writing this to try and keep anyone from running away from home or hitching rides with strangers.If I can save one life by writing this it will be worthwhile. It took me years to get over this incident.I would not wasnt anyone to ever go through what I went through.. Please if you are having troubleat home, talk to someone about it before you do anything rash. I hope this helps someone out thereand they will not get trapped like I did.