She was attending a guitar class for several months. It was an individual class, just her and the teacher. The teacher was in his 70s and she was 13 or 14 years old. On this particular occasion, the teacher was standing behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. It did not feel comfortable but just about bearable. After a while, his hands slipped onto her breasts. She felt shock and horror and her whole body froze. She stopped playing the guitar and her body tensed curling against his touch. The teacher just said ‘carry on’ and she carried on playing. She did not know what else to do. She knew that this was not right, he should not be touching her. She was a ‘good girl’ and did not want to offend the teacher by telling him to stop or walking away. Anyway, she was not able to say this or walk away anyway. She went home after the class but she also could not tell her parents about this, it felt wrong and embarrassing. They did not talk about such things at home. She was also not able to talk about this to other children or anybody else. Following this situation, she had to go back to the guitar class. She could not miss the class as she would have to explain to the parents why she was not going which was not possible. So she persevered and this situation repeated several times. She felt stuck and hopeless and did not know what to do. She did not feel that it was her fault, she knew that the teacher was wrong. But she felt scared and wounded by this and she felt she had to carry on with the classes. But then one day she found out that the teacher died! She felt so relieved that he died and she did not have to attend any more of his classes! She felt that God helped her, he saw her struggle and protected her! She felt really grateful and supported.