Back then the shower was deadly, taking a shower took risks, harmful, disgusting risks. The evil man would open the door with a picklock, penny or anything that could fit in the keyhole. He would sometimes enter in silence, sometimes tell Mom he was entering the shower but when he grew in confidence, the alerts vanished, he entered recording that vulnerable place, that small vulnerable body of that 10-year-old girl, raping her dignity, she would stay still in a corner while he watched and recorded, she would close her eyes but her arms in her chest to protect herself giving her back but in that way looking for some sort of protection from that evil disgusting man.