Ellen

I was walking home from school ahead of a boy I knew from the year above when he suddenly ran up behind me and slapped my arse really violently. He ran off laughing and a nearby policeman asked me if I was okay. I said not to worry and that I was fine. He pushed me a little, asking if that was really true, and I insisted I was okay and it was just a joke. I sped walked all the way home. The main thing that disturbs me is that even though someone called it out for me, I still insisted it was nothing, because I was too nervous to make a fuss about it. A policeman witness me being assaulted, asked me about it, and I still didn’t feel in a place to say anything that would effect action against the boy.