Sexual Harassment
He cornered me in the elevator and kept his hands on the elevator walls on either side of my head. He was yelling at me. His eyes, as black as the devil's, were piercing into me. His red face blazing at a finger distance to mine. "Answer me. I have been asking you since so many days and you don't answer." The elevator was still crossing the 13th floor and I had to get out at 17th. I was counting the floor numbers but time seemed to have slowed down. Every floor seemed like an hour. I was scared and he was getting louder and louder. I tried to move my eyes away from his face to not show that I was getting weak. The only thing in my mind was “How do I get out of the elevator?” I tried to avoid bursting into tears. All I could do was call for help. "Help, help, somebody please help”, but he continued yelling. At the 17th floor, when the elevator stopped, he got conscious and moved away. I tried to calm myself down, but couldn't hide my discomposure. When t