One night, I let him come onto my bed and watch movies (HUGE MISTAKE). We was watching V for Vendetta and it was around 11:00. After a while I fell partially asleep and it seemed he did to. Until I felt what I could only imagine was a penis, touch the back of my hand. I was scared, too scared. I got out of bed and finally fell asleep crying, on the floor of my hallway.

My mum woke me up in the morning and asked why I slept in the hallway. I was too scared to tell the truth so I lied and said "oh, there was no space left on my bed, so I just slept here".

I was a fool, I should've explained.