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In reply to the discussion: About girls and women not telling after they're attacked [View all]Tardislass
(86 posts)I was 10 and riding back from the library to my house. Back then it wasn't unusual for parents to let their kids go alone as long as they knew where they were going. Anyway, an old man got on and sat down beside me. He asked me about my book and as I proceeded to show him he put his hand between my legs and started rubbing while whispering what a cute girl I was and this was him showing love. I was so shocked I couldn't move but then got up and moved to another seat. I never told anyone what happened though I can't remember the bus line or when exactly it happened I remember his face what he said and what it felt like.
The worst thing was that there were people sitting across from him that saw what he was doing and said nothing! For years I felt it was my fault because I didn't scream or make a fuss. I always wonder how many other kids he molested as he seemed to have no qualms about doing it in a public place. And yes, it feels weird I was ashamed but back then it was still thought that girls somehow asked for it.