" Then what is the end? Tell me every single detail about it."
" Well this is not even the actual beginning."
" Then let's start from the beginning then."
" Why do you sound so excited? I am not telling a fairy tale", I said in a hollow voice.
" I am so sorry if it came like that, but I didn't mean it", she said with puppy eyes.
Continues the story, " I was traveling with my mother in a bus at night. I was sitting on the window seat and beside sat my mother. It was definitely past midnight and everyone in the bus were asleep. And my sleep broke. But I didn't open my eyes yet. I felt like someone is holding my hand..."
" Sorry to interrupt, but are you kidding me?
How is this possible and why would anyone do that to someone who's asleep?..."
" Let me continue... I felt my hand has been held by, so I opened my eyes and I saw my hand was in the gap between the window and the seat and in acutally my hand was being held by someone else. I couldn't see it as it was almost in the back seat, but as soon as I woke up and felt this I pulled away my hand. And as I did this that person who was holding it started tapping my head as if trying to calm me down. This made me believe it was some old man who mistakenly held my hand in his sleep. And so I went back to sleep without a second thought. And just after a few moments I closed my eyes I felt a hand on my cheek. And I was not just placed there but was feeling my cheek. It didn't stop there and went ahead and felt my eyebrows and lips and chin. Then he started feeling my neck and was slowly moving his hand further down. But before I get more humiliated I got back to my senses and tried to pull away. As I pulled away he grabbed my right shoulder and tried to pull me back stopping me from escaping from his touch. But I pulled together all my strength and got free finally. And then I sat there silently crying for around half and hour and decided I won't sleep for the rest of the night. I did try staying awake but I was feeling so sleepy and hence I gave up and closed my eyes. And this time he again started feeling my cheeks. I did move a little far so he could not reach me. Also when I got free he was showing sings in his window meaning ' I am fine' and he also put a chit with his number between my window slide. Rest I don't remember clearly but it didn't happen again that night, at least to that extent.
I know you will have so many questions for me so go on, I will answer each."