I happened to be on a crowded bus on my way back to school when I was 17. A man stood right behind me and placed his hands on my waist as he was getting even closer and closer and eventually started to practically grind on me. I initially froze and did not know what to do but when I finally got the courage to ask him to leave me alone he just laughed in my face. I looked around in the bus trying to find someone that might help and I noticed that everyone had seen what was happening and yet nobody did anything.
When I got off the bus the man followed me and grabbed my hand telling me to come with him. I repeatedly said no and asked him to leave me alone but he would not let go of my hand. Eventually, some stranger grabbed him behind his back and told me to run off as fast as I could.
