After a long day of fun, my father and I went to CVS. As I was looking in an aisle, I automatically felt a feeling of discomfort when I realized a man around his late 20’s had been looking at me. I’m sure everyone knows that look when a boy/man is looking you up and down.
Anyway, I continued to look for band-aids. As he walked closer and closer, I turned around and he said to me, “How are you?”. I knew better than to be rude, so I felt obligated to at least say something so I did. “Good, thanks” I responded. I turned my back on him and searched for those band-aids, when I suddenly hear, “Damn, you look good”.
The fact that he said those four words, knowing I felt uncomfortable made me lose it. I walked away, in full speed, practically sprinting. He followed me. Fortunately, I had found my father so I decided to just stay with him and get it over with, but he continued to follow me. My father sensed that something was wrong, so eventually I told him what had happened. Still, he followed us, and even laughed. We walked to the cash register, and then next thing I know, my father and the man were arguing. It all happened too fast. I became overwhelmed with fear. It’s not the first time this has happened, but it haunts me to this day.
– Anonymous
Location: Store
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