I’m just some normal person. That’s what I always think of myself. I have a guy who loves me, and has never hurt me. My best friend, on the other hand, didn’t get the best experience with her boyfriend. Everything went pretty ok with them at first, but I didn’t trust him that well. My friend is always so positive and happy, that I didn’t think anything could break her down. But one day, she Skyped me from her room. She looked like she’d been crying. I asked what was wrong, and she started to tell me, when that “boyfriend” came in and turned it off. He looked angry, and she looked frightened. I was able to get to her house and convince her to report to the police of sexual harassment. I ended up doing it myself, since she was to afraid to. She’s fine now, and lives with me as a roommate. She never has to see that so-called “boyfriend” again.