When I was 12 a man I babysat for pinned me up against a wall and called me a cock tease. I smacked him across the face and ran out of his house. When I told my mother she said and I quote "what makes you so special". This guy knew he got away with it, my question is how did I know how wrong my mother was and how dangerous he was? I never let him lay another hand on me but to this day I don't know where my strength came from, I was completely alone. I'm really grateful for whatever gave me the strength and sense to stand up to him but I don't know how I knew to do that! Same guy came looking for me after I left home, my mom thought that was hilarious!