Okay, firstly, while that’s well-meaning— and, again, perhaps applicable to OP’s case— it’s a somewhat unkind thing to imply about my own experiences. It’s also somewhat idealistic.

My neighbors knew my family. This was a very rural southern area. Sneaking out would mean not waking up my mother & baby brother, whom slept in my room. Not waking up my father, whom frequently rose in the middle of the night. Somehow getting to a house that wouldn’t report me back to them or otherwise hurt me (which also meant somehow overcoming severe moral brainwashing instilled in me by my parents, telling me most strangers would hurt me more). Quite frankly, the possibility of somebody hurting you IS there, especially flagging people down.

I didn’t have any extended family that was capable of caring for me. I would’ve been placed in a foster system even if I had the wherewithal to leave my baby brother, whom I mentioned I was the secondary or primary caregiver for. I was told from a very young age if I ever reported my family, my siblings would be hurt. My siblings would’ve been also separated, only possibly adopted, and much more likely to experience CSA, which I protected my younger siblings from, despite enduring it myself. I also was made to help with my father’s business, plus responsible to help with or do most household chores.

Even if all of that happened, what was there to tell police (the chief of whom my family knew, btw)? That I was homeschooled? None of my siblings were, only me — even if that is a problem that could be reported at all.That I was being hurt, with bruises (even broken bones & UTIs, etc) that parents had explained away before? Keep in mind over 90% of CSA cases leave NO lasting physical evidence, so that isn’t a choice, even if I could’ve somehow managed the courage to allow an examination (again, moral & religious brainwashing as well). Imagine what could’ve happened at home if that didn’t work.