He went into his kitchen and got a knife and grabbed me, grabbed my crotch area, and he tried to take my pants down.

A kitchen without a knife is not a kitchen.

A kitchen knife cannot carve its own handle

The best thing I have is the knife from Fatal Attraction. I hung it in my kitchen. It's my way of saying, Don't mess with me.

She grabbed me with her other arm, and my brother tried to drag me, but I ran way. I didn't even look at my own child.

I didn't even throw a punch. I tried to get out of it, and they grabbed my sweater and ripped my sweater off and I was on the ground. I have the marks on my knees from where I hit the ground.