I was a babysitter for a very sweet 7 year old girl

I was a babysitter for a very sweet 7 year old girl, let’s call her Sophie. Her mom worked nights at the hospital as an anesthesiologist. She had a nice 2 story house and a big backyard. I had been sitting for her for a few months and it was always fine. Never any problems. <br><br>One night, I was sitting for her and it was around 11 pm. She was sleeping on the second floor, in the room next to her mom’s room. So I decided to go outside and have a smoke on the deck. This was the first time I had done this while I was sitting for her because I always felt weird about going outside and smoking. I brought my phone and kinda kept an ear out for anything. As I’m sitting there, I hear a man’s voice say “Can I get a cigarette from you?”. I look next to me and there is a man. I don’t see his face. He had on a black hoodie and jeans. He was taller than me. I’m 5’9. I said “Uh yeah, sure”. I gave him a cigarette and put it in his mouth and lit it. He was standing next to me, not across from me. He said “Thanks”. As we’re sitting there, I said “How’s it going”. He didn’t respond. I said “You okay?”. He didn’t respond again. It was awkward. I said “Okay”. Then he said “Nope”. He grabbed my hair and dragged me down off the deck, into the yard. He fell on top of me. I tried to scream but he had his hand over my nose and mouth. He lifted my shirt andbra and started touching me everywhere. I struggled but he’s much bigger than me. He had his fingers in my underwear, then they were inside me. I was terrified, crying, trying to get away. As he’s doing this, I kept trying to struggle but he’s too strong. I tried to scratch him but he grabbed my hands and held them down. I tried to kick but he sat on my legs. Then I heard a noise. It sounded like a screen door slamming. I heard “What the fuck!”. The guy jumped up off me, turned around and ran. I looked up and it was a guy. He was standing over me and he said “Hey! Are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?”. I said “no, I think I might pass out”. He sat on the ground next to me, and put his arm around me. I don’t remember anything after that. He was sitting in the kitchen, with my phone, when I came to. I asked who he was and he said his name is John, he lives next door. I asked what happened and he said when he heard the screen door slam, he looked out his window and he saw me being dragged off the deck. He said he ran outside and when he saw what was happening, he yelled. When the guy ran, he chased him but couldn’t catch him. I asked if he called the police and he said yes. I thanked him and said I appreciated it. Then I said I’m gonna go check on Sophie. He said “She’s fine. I looked in on her when I came in and she’s sleeping”. There were two police officers in the kitchen. They were talking to John. One of the cops asked me what happened and I told him everything. Then I asked John what happened to the guy who did this. He said he doesn’t know, he couldn’t catch him. But he tried to. I thanked him. The cop asked if I wanted to go to the hospital and I said no. Then my phone rang. It was Sophie’s mom. I answered and she said “Is Sophie okay?”. I said “Yes. But something happened to me”. She said “What? Tell me what’s going on”. I told her everything. I said some guy attacked me in her backyard. When I finished she didn’t say anything. Then she said “I’m on my way home. I will call my sister, she can pick up Sophie”. I said “Okay”. Then I said “I won’t sit for Sophie anymore”. She said “Okay”. Then I hung up. I didn’t know what to think or do. I just sat there at the table with the cops and John, the guy who saved me. I don’t know how long I sat there. Eventually it was 4 am and Sophie’s aunt showed up. She took Sophie and left. Then it was 6 and Sophie’s mom got home. She came in the kitchen and looked at me. I looked back at her. Then I got up and walked out the front door. John was behind me. I said “Thank you”. He said “No problem. If I wasn’t there, this wouldn’t have happened”. I said “You saved me”. He smiled and said “Anytime”. I walked to my car and got in. Then I drove off. I never heard from or saw Sophie or her mom again. And I never saw or heard from John again. But I think about all this, and I wonder what would have happened if John wasn’t there. The guy who attacked me would have raped me. And who knows what would have happened to Sophie. I don’t know what he would have done to her. But he would have done something. And if John wasn’t there, I wouldn’t be here now. I would have been raped. And this all happened over 20 years ago.