It was June 6, 2011. I was 12 (turning 13 that month). I was at my best friends house and has been going over there for years. Her room got hot in the middle of the night so she went in the living room but she didn't want to wake me up so she left me in her room. At around 3 in the morning I woke up and about that time her 60 year old neighbor came into her bedroom. I asked how he got in and he said the backdoor was unlocked (we live in the south so locking doors isn't a big thing). He came shirtless but had blue jeans on. He told me to scoot over and I did but I really don't know why. He then layed down and put the cover on top of him. I sat up in the bed and asked him to leave but he forces me to lay down and then kissed me. I've never tasted anything more disgusting in my life. He reeked of cigarettes and beer and he obviously needed some hygiene tips. He then began to feel all over me which I tried to stop and begged him that I wouldn't tell anyone but he wouldn't. I still can't talk about the last part, my therapist says I might have blocked it out. He promised me not to tell anyone and left and as soon as I heard him leave her house I went to the bathroom and puked my guts up. My friend heard me and immediately knew what happened. We went to the police then and my mom met us at the station. I must have told my story 15 different times but apparently that and the evidence wasn't good enough. He only got 3 years probation which ended last year. I just hope he doesn't do this to anyone else.