Instead, he placed a hand on my mouth and dragged me in to a corner where it was dark and no one came by. Xxnx There was this another time at the theater. This another time, I was to meet my dad at the station to buy something, I was bout 11 or sumthing. In the dim light- I have very good eye-sight so I can see in the dark very well- I saw him play with the stole and tried to creep his hand up again but I just turned away from him facing my mom. I shifted and sat at a slight angle such that I was half off the seat and then, I crossed my hands over my chest. He pushed me against the wall and held me against the wall with one hand and then, pushed his other hand my legs and




















