J.

Was walking home, my friend and I had a fight and walked off from each other. I stopped for a moment to gather myself and suddenly a guy walked up from nowhere behind me and grabbed me under my skirt without a word. Spun around, stammered and ran for my friend, when we turned back he was gone. Friend won’t believe me because we were arguing and I didn’t scream for help, but I totally lost my voice in the moment.
In a way I felt fortunate that it’d been that long before my first ‘proper’ sexual assault because I knew so many other girls who’d been groped, but the fact that I even thought for a moment in those terms is scary. I don’t want to walk outside after dark now. I’m terrified something will happen.