Emma
I was 13 and there was a guy in my class. He insisted that he was my boyfriend. I denied this every time but he kept insisting. I came out as a lesbian and he said that he could fix me. One day, I mentioned to a classmate that my brother and I would be going to different play rehearsals after school so we would be walking home separately. We were in different houses. He heard this. When I was walking home, alone, later that evening, he grabbed me and pushed me against a wall and tried to kiss me. I tried to make him stop but he kept saying that I wanted it really. I kicked him in the dick and ran into the small store nearby. I couldn’t stop crying and asked the woman who was the cashier if I could hide in the back room while I called my Mom.