When I was 15/16 years old, there was a Sunday school teacher, a grown man in his late 20s, at the church I attended. He would often propose marriage to me, claiming he had dreamed about us getting married and that I was supposed to be his wife. At first, I didn’t think much of it and didn’t tell anyone at home, only sharing it with my sister. But things took a darker turn when he started touching me inappropriately, such as on my lap, and inviting me to his house for ‘extra teaching’ under the guise of Bible study. The situation escalated during a choir vigil night when he forced himself on me and kissed me without my consent. I didn’t tell anyone about this incident until now. Looking back, I realize that I might have been a victim of pedophilia or grooming. I’m 20 years old now, and I’m still processing this experience.