I was attacked or about to be attacked several times in my life. Escaped every time.
One time I was about 12, and I was tiny. I was home alone. Door bell rang, I asked who is there, the answer sound like my brother, I opened the door and it was big man a total stranger and he tried to get in. He appeared unsteady perhaps drugged up or drunk. He shoved his leg inside the door and tried to get in and I hit his leg with my shoe (don’t recall why I was wearing shoes inside), he screamed and withdraw his leg in pain and I pushed him ( I guess he didn’t expect that) and I closed the door and turned the lock. He was banging the door for a bit and then left. I never told my parents. In fact 40 years later they still don’t know
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