I was walking home from school and a car followed alongside me for about 10 minutes, constantly asking me if I wanted a ride several times. The last time he asked I looked him in the eye and said, “You’re obviously not going any faster than I am, so why would I want a ride?” He sped away.
Another time I was walking the same route and a man sitting on a bench asked me to come over and talk to him. I ignored him and kept walking. He shouted at me, “You’re not pretty enough to ignore me.”
The worst story I have was the time my female roommate and I met up with a boy in a public place to sell him her bike. He gave us cash, we gave him the bike, and we went our separate ways. As we were heading home, a man who had been sitting nearby asked my roommate how much money she got from the sale. She told him that it wasn’t any of his business and we continued walking home. He ran into his car and started driving alongside us, screaming profanities at us, namely calling us cunts. When it came time for us to cross the street, he attempted to run us over. We jumped out of the way and he sped off. I wasn’t able to remember his plates.
All three of these events left me shaken up and angry. We don’t owe anything to these strange men and I don’t know where they get the idea that we do.
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