I am a Muslim girl from Pakistan. I just want to share my story so people know how it feels. I am 19 now and this happened when I was in 8th grade.
I was at the market with my friend and it was quite crowded. We saw a man looking at us, as we were kids we didn’t get the signs and carried on with our exciting talk. Just as we passed him he quickly started to follow us and then out of nowhere a hand groped my butt. I was in shock but as my wits returned I went after him. I called out after him he started running and nobody stopped him. I was pissed off and I cried so much. I went home and told my parents, they too got worried.
It stressed me out and I got mentally sick. I even tried to commit suicide because of it. I never got out of the pain it caused. I will never forgive him for taking away my child self from me. It still hurts. I will avenge myself if I see him ever again. He caused me mental torture and he needs to pay.
– Anonymous
Location: Pakistan
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