When I was 13, I was on the subway heading to my volleyball game. I had an empty seat next to me and man, probably in his early thirties sat next to me. He then began to ask me questions like, “What is your name?” “Where do you go to school” “Where do you live?” For all my answers I lied because I knew something was off. He then began touching my leg and I immediately was very uncomfortable. The train was not crowded, people saw and did not do anything. I called my mom and ran off the train,constantly looking behind me to make sure the man did not get off with me and follow. It was my first experience with normalized assault.