I still remember the first time I was touched without my consent, it started when I was in KG. It was a school attendant who thought it fine to take a little girl behind the bathroom door and feel her up. That was the day I stopped breathing... I was too young to understand the thing happening to me was wrong and degrees of molestation continued, from two soldiers, from a neighbour's servant, another neighbour's daughter, etc.
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