HOLLA ON THE GO: “I was walking back…”

I was walking back from a shopping mall. It wasn’t too late, but it was dark. I was wearing a tight black turtleneck sweater. I’m 12 and my breasts are formed. Still, I don’t think it was revealing. It wasn’t the first time it happened, but I got catcalled 3 times.
First, a guy stopped by and asked me where I was going. I plugged in my earphones and ignored him. He drove away after shouting pet names a few times.
Second, a guy in a car barked at me.
Third, a guy (again, in a car) slowed down and honked at me.
My house was close by, so I ran the remaining route. I wish I confronted them, but then again, I’m only 12, and they were all in a car. Also, there were no people around. Just cars. I then realized how vulnerable and scared I was, afraid. Everytime it happens, I get the same feeling. Because you can’t really get “used to”this stufff, but I’m getting better at ignoring them.

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