Think it's about time I talk about this here, especially since it's finally off my record thank fuck. I'm currently 18 but I was 17 when this happened to me. It was your usual school day, I was in a theater program doing rehearsals for the addams family play, I had a few classes since it was my senior year which meant I get out early. After 3rd period I walk on out of the campus toward where my bus would be. 30 minutes till it comes by. Okay I'll go hang out at jack in the box in the meantime, maybe get a burger. I go in, get myself a small cheeseburger and a water cup. Enjoying my own company. A group of fellow high schoolers (from different school) walk in and sit in the table right next to mine. They're all kind of talking about pointless shit so I put in one ear plug to listen to some music while checking the bus wait time every now and then. In my peripheral vision I see this white girl with short hair looking toward my direction. We both make eye contact for a few seconds and smile at each other, I look up and down at her (my standards are high) and realize that she's actually pretty with a nice body. Time passes, I'm doing my own thing and she keeps looking my way but I don't give her the satisfaction of knowing I'm interested too until she makes a move. Her group of friends begin to leave one by one until it's just her. Kind of quiet for a few seconds until she says "hey, what's your name?" I tell her my name, she tells me hers and she switches over to my table. We talk and she tells me that she'd like to know me better. Naturally we exchange numbers and other info, she didn't have social media so she gave me the only thing remotely close to it which was her iFunny account. Her dad called her and she had to leave, we both said our goodbyes and she went along her way. Immediately we began texting each other that afternoon and the days to come. She would send me photos of herself whether it be revealing or not. I decided to check her iFunny account and was greeted by a page drowned in feminist, LGBT and #metoo posts. I disregarded it because I was a pretty ignorant blue pilled boy at the time. She said that I should come by when her dad is gone which would be the following night at 2am.. so the time came and I took the bus all the way to her place in the middle of the night with just my skateboard. We initially spoke about fucking around because we were both mutual on being sexually attracted to each other so I brought over condoms too. I'm outside her backyard and message her to let her know that I'm here, she comes out in booty shorts and lets me in. We walk into her bedroom and immediately begin making out, she starts rubbing her hand on my dick and I start caressing her thighs, then next thing you know our clothes are coming off and she's face down on the bed while I'm putting on a condom. She asks if I have a big dick and I tell her "idk you can be the judge of that" and I slide it in as she lets out a moan while saying "oh yeah you have a really nice dick." So it goes on, she tells me to go faster and starts saying shit like "yes daddy please" etc and I eventually cum into the condom, take it off, cover it in napkins and throw it in her trash. As I'm pulling up my pants I notice she's staring at me in a funny way. "What happened?" I ask. "Do you even like me?" She asks. After a bit of silence I tell her that i'm not really looking for anything serious right now. "..........oh" she says. At this point I can kinda feel the awkward negative energy so i attempt to get out of the situation and tell her I should leave because I have work tomorrow. (I didn't) she quietly follows me out to the backdoor, I walk out and say goodnight. ".. not even a kiss?." She says. I slowly turn around to look at her standing with a frown by her doorstep. "Uhhh.. sure." I walk back up to give her a quick peck on the lips. I say bye one more time, skate out of there and make my way back home. The entire night I felt kind of disturbed by the encounter and just her overall energy but brushed it off. Weeks passed and eventually she told me that she can't talk to me anymore because her dad was supposedly getting suspicious about who she's texting. Oh well, I moved on and continued rehearsing long nights for the musical. One afternoon after school I walked out onto a public seating area with some friends and we just spoke about some goofy shit until I got a call from my dad, thought it was kind of weird cause he doesn't usually call me at this time. We have our usual father/son conversation until he asks me this, "hey have you spoken to a girl recently?" I begin to get a weird feeling in my stomach at this point. "Yeah.. kind of..... why..?" "Because a detective called and asked about you and some girl, so he wants to talk to you sometime." At this moment I was really hoping it was anything but an accusation but in the back of my mind I knew it's most likely what it is and I'm just gonna have to go with the flow of what comes next. We spoke a bit more about it later but ultimately forgot about it hoping that nothing more became of it. A few weeks after I was in art class and suddenly got a summons to the main office. No one in the building really knew why I was called in once I got there, so I wandered around wondering if someone was expecting me, saw a dude in a grey suit sitting down looking around. Our eyes meet and he perks up. He asks my name, I tell him. He stands up and proceeds to tell me that he's a detective and he'd like to ask me a few questions. He takes me to a dark empty room in the office sits across from me, puts his tape recorder down, starts the recording, states the date his name and asks me to state my name which I do. He starts asking me a bunch of questions about the night I went to her place, he asks me why I forced her to have sex with me. I keep telling him I didn't and it was completely consensual but he was clearly very one sided during the conversation. I remember him saying how disgusting it was that I was 17 and she was 16 and how insane of a gap that is. Like wtf that's one year apart and we're both in the same damn grade. Eventually he wrapped up the interview and let me go. I felt cornered and I couldn't trust anyone anymore. Weeks passed and my dad said the detective wants to speak to me, him and my step mom. So me and my parents go down to the station and meet with him. He explains everything he spoke with me about last time to them. Then he says what changed my entire life from that point on. "Your son is currently being accused of rape." I put my head down in disbelief as my parents are speechless by my sides. The detective asks both of them to leave and tells me to stay. My dad pats my back and tells me that it'll be alright while my step mom repeatedly mumbles to herself "I can't believe this." In an irritated manner. Once they're both gone the room is silent. The detective breaks the silence, "I'm gonna need you to stand up and put your hands behind your back." I follow his instructions as he detains me and proceeds to recite the miranda rights. He walks me out to his patrol car and drives me down to the van nuys detention center with his partner. I get fingerprinted and have my mugshots taken. It really fucked me up seeing big bold red letters that said "RAPE" right under my name. I thought my life was over and didn't talk much when I got back home that night. Detective said I'm welcome to present myself in anyway I can, so I paper printed out all the screenshotted text messages and conversations I had with this girl and faxed it to him. A few weeks of silence passed. A phone call from the district attorney (man who prosecuted me in the first place) he told me to come on down to his office to talk a bit. I went down with my parents thinking that this was it. So I accepted that my life was over and I'm just another statistic of false accusation. District attorney comes out to see me with my head down and my parents beside me. "How would you feel if I told you I can get you out of this situation kid?" I look up at him speechless. "What are you mute?" He asks in a joking manner. "No sir, I would really appreciate your help." I say. He invites me and my parents into his office and talks about how this girl's story isn't lining up with the text messages I faxed to the detective and that he believes I might have been falsely accused. He tells me not to trust these young women out here because they're really reckless and will do anything to protect their reputation. He then gives me a list of things I have to do to get out of the case. 48 hours of community service, good grades and enrollment into a college. I shake his hand and tell him how much I appreciate him for what he's doing. So I go on to do the community service, keep my grades up and enroll into college. Even though I got through it all, rumors spread during that time and people on social media began posting on their stories pictures of me saying "stay away from this kid, he raped a girl and threatened to kill her if she told anyone." So my rep was pretty much tarnished when it came to that, which led me to delete all my social media accounts completely. Also tried joining the army in the midst of having the pending case on my record just for the recruiter to ask me "why does it say rape on your record?" And told me that he couldn't proceed with my enlistment process until I cleared it off completely. Overall had to be the shittiest year of my life so far but I'm so fucking glad it's over and it still pisses me off that they didn't do anything about her after realizing she falsely accused me and got away scott free. It fucking sucks guys, please keep evidence with you at all times or even better just go monk mode so you don't have to worry about that shit in the first place because the wasted time and all the stress and helplessness is not worth it. If anyone is currently in the process of fighting a false accusation case, just know that you're not alone. It's very real and I'm right there with you buddy. Stay red pilled stay mgtow.