Here I am at the edge

From the past life of an erotica writer What could have happened?  When I was at school, I got cornered in an alleyway between some classrooms by four girls I knew.  As an 11-year old boy, my only thought was the quickest route to safety.  Not a month goes by when I don't think of that day. I never knew what they had in mind.   I was going to use the incident as the basis for a story, but nobody bought my other erotica story, so I dropped the idea.