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I live in Philly but since we are almost a New York suburb and we have no Holla Back yet, I’m sending my story to you.
I walk into a bookstore in Old City, it’s one of my favorites because it’s all used books and there are so many books, they pile them up everywhere, it’s like cairns up and down the aisles. It’s always an adventure to go in and generally fun to strike up conversation with fellow book lovers. That evening was hot and humid, I had a sun dress on. I found my favorite section and started scanning for books. I hear someone walking down the aisle and press up against the shelves to make room (there were 5 or 6 towers of books near my feet), I hear the individual say something, Hey, Hi, What’s up sort of greeting, but at the same moment I feel him graze my butt.
In that instant two things cross my mind – it was an accident/he did it on purpose. The blood rushes to my face because I know it was no accident. I lean back from the shelves and dig my nails into the book I’m holding. I look at him, he doesn’t look back. I pay for the book, he quickly leaves the store but turns back to look at me as he passes the window. All manner of gruesome scenarios invade my mind and I count to 20 and leave the store.
Two blocks down the street, I’m still boiling, mostly that I didn’t do anything, and then I hear it. “Hey, hey miss” I turn to find him jogging down the block towards me across the street. I cross the street screaming any and all obscenities at him, and so the people near us get the picture, yell at him for groping me in a bookstore, being a pervert, asshole and the like. He turns, walks away, turns again and then starts running down the street.
I hope I have scared him one tenth of what he scared me.
Reposted from the New York Post:
An ex-con is back behind bars for groping a young woman in broad daylight as she walked into her SoHo apartment building, police sources said yesterday.
José Marrero, 32, allegedly stalked the 23-year-old victim for three blocks on Oct. 4 while saying, “Hey beautiful, come with me, let’s go somewhere.”
The suspect, who has done time for drug charges, pounced as she stepped into the lobby of her building on Varick Street near Broome streets at 8:30 a.m., sources said.
The victim tried to fight off the attacker, but Marrero allegedly threw her to the ground, rubbed his body against hers and molested her.
Two witnesses stumbled upon the attack, prompting the suspect to dash off, but the victim picked Marrero out of a photo array.
The suspect was arrested last Wednesday and charged with burglary and sexual abuse.
I was at the Carroll street stop off the G/F at 2:30am on a Thursday reading a book on the bench along with 5 other people and the f train came (not my train… waiting for the G) and this guy next to me (early thirties wearing an ipod) tries to force himself on me as I am screaming and pushing him off. He runs on to the train, and no one says or does anything. It all happened so fast, didn’t get a photo, totally shocked and horrified. WTF! Ladies beware of perverts late night on this stop.
Submitted by Leah
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Was on the 4 train downtown from union square the other day around 9am and this 40ish year old white man in a nice looking coat kept looking at me he then got up from his seat when the train got crowded. I thought I had moved away from him but then I felt something on my leg and turned around to have his hand going up my dress. He quickly pulled it away as I yelled you’re disgusting. He said gimme a break, come on and picked up his bag as I moved away from him and got off the train.
Submitted by Anonymous.
A man in Crown Heights is slapping women’s butts on the subway and by bike. There are over 10 reported incidences already. The story (including a HollabackNYC shout-out) is here.
I want to tell you about a disturbing trip on the D line I had the other night. It was really scary. I was coming back from school. As usual I climbed aboard a jam packed train and had to squeeze in front of some people to grab a handle. As I grab a handle I noticed that this guy slid right in behind me and grabbed the same handle. Let me tell you there was no where AT ALL for me to move and I think he knew that.
He was looking at me like a piece of meat looking right at my tits and at my crotch…So he immediately pushes his crotch against my butt. Which has happened to me before…..do they think I am just there for their pleasure??? This guy was all in my business though. Im like 15 and he was at least 30 and strong enough to push me against the other people so I couldn’t move.
This is when it gets worst though. I KNOW he actually pulled out his penis because I the thing poking and literally throbbing as he was grind up on me. The whole time his face was like 1 inch from me. I really felt scared. BUT yes this guy really did it. I think it was him. But a hand started rubbing my crotch too like really rubbing it.. I was too scared to even look back and it could have been someone else too. I heard him sayin stuff like you little rich bitch, do you like you ass fucked? you like you little pussy licked? It was SOOO tight I couldn’t go anywhere.
Anyway he kept going then all the sudden pushed really hard and stopped. Just then he got off the train quickly and I never even really got a chance to see his face. However he did leave a disgusting wad of something on my jeans. I don’t know if it was spit or I HOPE not what I think it was. I have had guys like stare at me and stuff but this was tooo much. I am actually taking the bus for a while…. I was totally degraded and I would have taken a pic but I was like petrified and just tried to shrivel up and go away. I really love your site and I think it is really helping! I wish that creeps piece would fall off. I just wanted to share this with you in case there are other D train victims out there.
Submitted by Krista
Yesterday I was at the 23rd Street station for the C/E train, and was at the machine buying a Metrocard. All of a sudden I heard someone run up behind me. Before I could react, I felt a hand reach up my dress and grab my crotch extremely hard. I froze for a second from the shock of it, but turned in time to see the creep run as fast as he could up the stairs and onto the street. I didn’t report it since no one saw it happen and I didn’t get a good look at the guy. Also, I have the sad feeling that neither the MTA nor the NYPD would do much about it.
Submitted by Leah
On Monday afternoon, I was getting off the train at the Clark St station in Brooklyn (2/3) when I was walking up the stairs from a subway platform, a man lifted my dress and when I jumped up quick, he tried to hold on to my ankle. I screamed and he ran down the stairs and got on the train. I called the police and was told that there wasn’t much that they could do…
Scared the hell out of me.
Submitted by Suzy
“I get harassed 100 times a day. I tried everything to stop it but it doesn’t stop. I wear loose clothes, I don’t wear make up, I spend more than an hour in front of the mirror everyday thinking of ways to hide my body. I walk home everyday. It only takes me 15 minutes, I cross the bridge. It is usually very loud and busy, but that does not stop men from approaching girls, any girl, good looking or bad looking, covered or not.
I remember so many scary harassments. There was this guy who followed me and suddenly grabbed my bottom in front of everyone. I screamed but he ran away and no one interfered. Once I was shopping with my father and aunt, and this guy kept staring at me and blowing me kisses. My dad shouted at him and started hitting him. I think men are doing this because they are jobless and have no manners.”
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