When I was twelve years old, a guy tried to rape me.
It was an early afternoon, and I was on the way to my tennis club, passing through a barren field. I was deeply immersed in my daydreaming, but soon noticed a man following me, about 30 yards away. I can’t say I felt threatened then; rather, I valued my loneliness - so I decided to lose him, and
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