The year didn't start very well. I'm the kind of guy who doesn't hate or seriously dislikes anyone at all, except my grandma (though I never knew the reason). After midnight my family was all dancing and I (and a cousin of mine) weren't because we don't like dancing. I was pulled by my grandma to join in on them, against my will, but I let it slide because it was new year and my mum would get mad if I rejected (I tried to reject politely but that didn't work). Anyway I managed to get away after a few seconds. Later on I was sitting on the couch and she pulled me again. I felt I didn't have to let it slide this time because I had already done it, so I tried to reject again. At this point, she looked really creepy. My mum was next to us so she pretty much forced me to do it. I was going to do it for a few seconds and then get away, but she kept holding my hands tightly and then started like feeling me up or some shit. Not grabbing my butt as if joking, she turned me around and started getting her hands all over my chest and belly. It was ****ing creepy. At that moment I felt like I was being raped. My mum was right in front of me and she didn't even care, all she wanted was my aunt to take pictures of that moment. I asked my mum to stop it because she was going too far and I didn't want to be disrespectful, but my mum didn't give a shit. So I took her hands off me and got away from there, while my mum shouted I was being disrespectful or something.