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I was at Moorhead’s Kmart w my significant other when two guys were leaving the store to go to their car. One man called me “mamacita” and licked his lips. Gross.
One night I was walking home when a guy started hollaring at me, “hey, hey where are you going, you wanna party.” To which I responded I am going home and no I don’t want to party. Then he was, “you wanna go and fuck.” At which point I got angry, stopped and stared at him and said no.He stopped and left me alone.
Much closer to home a guy ran from my back grabbed my arm and a gain wanna fuck. I pulled my hand free and said no and continued to walk and third man comes asking the same thing!!!
I got into my car in front of my house one afternoon and a young man who was walking up the street in my direction stopped next to my car. I saw this in my peripheral vision as I was starting my car and looked over to see what he was doing. He had pulled his dick out and was playing with it, looking straight at me. Shocked and disgusted I pulled away quickly, but then stopped just as fast. I saw in my rear view mirror he was crossing the street. I quickly flipped it into reverse and gunned it toward him! You should have seen how fast he ran.
I was at a conference and finished early. I needed to hurry to see a pediatric patient that lived in another city. I stopped while driving thru the city to get gas. High school had finished for the day so suddenly the area and parking lot I was in was filled with highscoolers. While waking back to my car I found myself surrounded by 8 boys. These ” boys” were all taller than me. At first my thought was, these are kids! I can handle this. I asked to be let thru. They jeered at me and crowded closer. One or two groped my breasts.
There were men pumping gas at the station. When I first started to panic I looked to them for help. I kept thinking it’s broad daylight and these boys are molesting me. And no one is going to help. I kept asking them to stop. And they formed even a tighter circle around me, jeering and mocking me. The manager of the service station came running out of his store with a bat. He screamed at them to back off. By this time I was pretty shaken and had started to cry.
He asked if I wanted to call the police but I said no. I just wanted to leave. The shameful part of this is…at that time I was working as an on-call crisis counselor. All of my training flew straight out of my head. I turned into a female in crisis. What they did followed no rules I was familiar with. I kept thinking it’s daytime. Someone will stop them. But it escalated quickly.
I was 7 or 8. I went outside because my brother asked me to buy something. I was wearing a dress when a guy whistled. At first, I ignored him but when he whistled again I turned around and he told me to come near him but I didn’t, I just went inside. I was so scared. I never wanted to go outside after the incident.
Me and my friend were in a party when one of our friend call to wait for him outside the gate. When jeep stopped infront of us then he started catcalling my friend because she was wearing a dress while i’m wearing pants. I was so pissed at the jeep drivers and my friend was taking it as a compliment and she was laughing.
Ugh and worst those guys are so ugly I want to puke like fudge people why would we strip off our clothes just to please some ugly poop like you.
I was visiting France with classmates and at one point was walking back to meet them. Some of the men and women (college age) were waiting for everyone in a group, and some saw me and waved. As I waved back, two young men came up to me and asked me directions in French. I tried to give them directions but eventually switched to English. Once I admitted to being American they starting pulling in closer and saying how good my French was, to the point I was very uncomfortable. By the time I was able to explain I did not know where they wanted to go, they both gave me a hug and kiss (on the cheek, which I know is cultural, but still). I was rather flustered and went to the group of known friends happily.
I can accept that and move on, but it was the next part that upset me the most.
After I told them what happened, one young man chastised me for being so culturally ignorant and close-minded that I was complaining and upset over being held and kissed by two strangers! He was French himself, and explanations of personal space culture in American were dismissed because I should be trying new things. No one should be shamed in front of others because they did not want to be touched by others!
So I am 14 years old and today something really disgusting happened. I was walking around, exercising and this guy stops his car next to me. He was saying “Excuse me! Excuse me!”. I stopped and he asked for directions to a street. Since I am only 14 and can’t drive I had no clue where this street was so I said no. Then He asked, “Can you suck my nuts?” and flashed me. I stared crying and ran all the way home. I was so upset and still am. I’ve been getting street harassed for about a week now. All the sudden all of the guys driving started honking, whistling, ect. I want to be able to just walk down the street but now I can’t, I’m too scared.
Every day I take a short walk from my office to Lake Michigan. This incident was the first time I walked alone and was not wearing sunglasses – I guess seeing my eyes makes me more vulnerable? I make an effort to smile or say, “Afternoon,” to folks I pass on the street. Twice that day I was catcalled – “Hey, how you doing? I like that smile! That’s what I’m talking about!” and “Hey, how you doing, boo?” while he looked me up and down. I realize these are relatively tame responses but I was self-conscious and had not experienced this kind of attention while previously walking with others. Should I not be polite and acknowledge fellow passersby? I feel comfortable enough doing so in this area, but those interactions made me sufficiently uncomfortable.
After I was molested at age 9 I went right in to MMA, I never wanted to feel that fear again. Two years ago; I was walking to a bus to go met my girlfriend and at the bus stop an old man starts hitting on me. I tell him he needs to stop and that I have a girlfriend. He stepped closer and grabbed my genitals and said he could please me a whole lot more then some Faggot girl and that he could “cure” me. I slammed my elbow in to his sternum and screamed for help but when the police got there and I told them what happened they arrested me for defending my self. The charges where dropped but I still can’t get over how all I did was try to get some old ass to let me go and yet I ended up going downtown. There were so many men watched and one even went as far to stand up for the older man saying that I was the one who flaunted in front of him and got pissy.