Last year I was on holiday with my mother. We decided that we would use one day by ourself, to do what we wanted. So I went to a castle, a little bit out of the city where we were. Beside the castle, there was a historical house, so I decided to go take a look. Inside there was an older man. I just thought that he worked there as security. He asked to take a picture of me, with my camera and before I could say anything he already had started. When I tried to take my camera back, he pulled me towards him self and held me. I couldn’t move and I tried to pull away. He started to kiss me and touch me places. There was no other people, so he could continue without anyone noticing. Finally I got him pushed away and I ran. The only reason I got the chance, was because some other people enter the house. It was the first time I felt that women have no rights. He just thought that he could do what he wanted to do, because that’s how his county and religion is. I haven’t told anyone, before now. Back then I didn’t think it was that extreme, because I didn’t get raped. Plus I didn’t think that it would bother me, until it did. I was 17 when it happened.
— Freja, age 18
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