I’m a sixteen year old girl and I’m five foot two, and this experience happened to me two days ago. It was spring break and I went on a trip with a teacher and friend from school for a robotics trip in Denver. The first 3 days there were no problems and everything was going great, we had fun working and meeting new people from other towns and states. We got the place set up for the competition the first two days and on Saturday started taking it all down.
On the last day after all the games were over one of the teams stayed to help us clean and take it all apart. They left around 9 pm that night and the rest of the volunteers stayed to help. Around 10:30 pm most of the volunteers went home and it was only a few of us and the people who were driving the trucks to take the parts for the games. While we were finishing up I started getting a strange feeling like someone was watching me and as I looked around I saw one of the truck driving guys looking at me. I felt my heart skip a beat and I got cold. The man was probably in his late twenties and had a beard and long reddish brown hair, and probably around six foot tall. Thinking since I was in a big city maybe he was just trying to figure out if he knew me I ignored it at first.
Within the next 30 minutes I kept getting that feeling and I looked over again and we made eye contact and I awkwardly smiled and the look on his face was almost sinister. We kept working and I started feeling sick and I was looking for my teacher to ask if I could go get some water and as I was walking around I wasn’t looking and I accidentally ran into the man, not noticing who it was I said “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t.” Then I paused as I looked up to see his face, he looked at me with the same creepy smile and said “Oh it’s quite alright, beautiful. You know, you’re very pretty. How old are you?”
I felt like screaming, I was so scared. I politely replied that I was sixteen, and tried to walk away. He caught my arm and said “you look a lot older… But you know, I like younger girls.” At that point I was pale and screaming in my mind. I looked up at him and forced a little laugh and walked away. When I was walking to get a drink I saw him following me up the stairs, I started running. I didn’t realize he was behind me when I was getting a quick drink and planned to turn right around and run down the other set of stairs.
As I was turning around to get ready to run, he grabbed me and pinned me against the wall and covered my mouth and started kissing my neck saying how beautiful he thought I was and how he didn’t want me to be scared of him. I was scared and angry that he thought he could force himself onto me like that and I bit his hand as hard as I could and I kneed him in the dick and slipped under his arms to run away. He angrily grunted and tried to grab at me again and ended up pulling my hair but lost his grip. I sprinted down the stairs skipping three steps with every leap down.
Once I reached the floor I sprinted over to my friend and she said she was about to go looking for me because they were ready to go. We were walking out of the doors when she saw my eyes were tearing up and she asked me what was wrong, I didn’t want to be there another minute so I told her I was just tired and my eyes were hurting and we left. Nobody knows what really happened to me that night. The only thing I have to say is you have to be careful when you’re in a new place, and don’t go anywhere alone.