Category: Verbal

Antoine’s Story: Creeps in the early morning

Last week in the early morning, as I’m walking in the street, two men were passing by on the opposite pavement. One of them asked me “Hey cousin, do you have any lighter?” I just answered that I did not when this one started to insult my mum and cross the road nervously to beat me up! … Continued

Kelly’s Story: “Enough is enough”

I was walking back to my office from the deli after picking up my lunch when some cretin walked by me in the opposite direction, leered and me and yelled, “Me love you long time.” (Obviously a racist and sexually harassing comment which also indicates that he watches way too much pornography objectifying Asian women). … Continued

HOLLA ON THE GO: All within 9 minutes

Standing at bus corner in St. Louis, MO. Old man walked by me and said “damn you fine”, then passed behind me while I was waiting to see my butt. School bus driver passed by, honked, and stared while pointing at me. All within 9 minute wait for the bus. I was not wearing anything … Continued

Lolita’s Story: “I never forget”

I work in a restaurant everyday. That’s why when i come home it’s already late and night has fallen I take the metro and many young boys shout at me. I was very surprised when i turned around and i saw their childhish faces. They insulted me. I told them that i was more older … Continued

Justine’s Story: Stop!

One day in the subway, a man came to me. He asked me my first name, I have not answered him. He began to say to the other men in the metro, “Do not tell him I not laugh.” Shocked I tell him to stop! He insults me by saying “bitch” I have girls like … Continued

Grace’s Story: Telling It Like It Is

Drunk guy in bar harassing my friends. Friends looked at their shoes and tried to stop interaction by not responding. Drunk guy touched my friend inappropriately. I turned him around by his shoulder and grabbed his hand. Me: Hey man, what’s your name? Him: ____. Me: Nice to meet you, ___. Him: I like you. … Continued

Emma’s Story: The Beginning

As I attend school in downtown Cincinnati, I understood that it wasn’t always a pretty place. I’ll be adding more stories of things that I have experienced and witnessed, but here’s one that was my first. It was August and still hot on the streets so I wore what was comfortable, shorts and a t-shirt. … Continued