I was at a concert when my flip flop broke. On my way out of the crowd a man grabbed my rear. I spun around and smacked him over the head with my flip flop and yelled, “NO! You may not!”

He was so surprised he didn’t even acknowledge the fact that I had just hit him.

There are two types of street harassers; men who think they are giving you compliments and men who want to feel powerful. Both need to be responded to but in different ways.

– Wesley Anne

Location: At a concert

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One day I was sitting with my parent in a restaurant and a bunch of guys harassed me while they were passing by. I don’t get how did they even get the ability to do it while I am sitting with my parents.

– Anonymous

Location: In a restaurant

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I live in Egypt and I get harassed alot. But the most one that annoyed is that there was this site were you could sell your used items and stuff like that. So I decided to sell a dress and my first customer was a guy. At first I thought of it as a weird thing but then I thought maybe he just wants to buy it for his wife or something but then he kept on saying that he wants to come to my house to check the dress. So I just closed my phone and he kept sending me messages and saying that I could keep the dress and he would give me the money too.

– Anonymous

Location: Egypt

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I was on holiday in Morroco with my friends. As we walked through the busy square, we realised some boys were following us. We tried to lose them but they approached us and started to touch and say things that made us uncomfortable.

Having enough of this sort of behaviour from the men there, I started shouting at the boys, making a big scene to attract attention and pushed one away. They kept yelling obscenities but in the end ran away. Morocco isn’t the place to go if you hate street abuse!

– Anonymous

Location: Marrakesh

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Several weeks ago I was seated in the window aisle of a bus heading to work. A young man I’ve seen on multiple occasions on this bus sits next to me. The bus is crowded, as this bus drops off many of its passengers at the nearby community college, so I’m used to being shoulder-to-shoulder with many people. In this instance, this young man sits with a large backpack on his lap, and then appears to nod off. Suddenly, I feel something only hip/butt area, look down, and his hand is sort of…limply resting on it. I instinctively grabbed his hand and jerked it away, and he sleepily apologized. I should not have given him the benefit of the doubt, thinking he’d nodded off and his hand had rested there on accident. Two minutes later his hand was hovering over my thigh. I did not react the way I wanted to. I got up in a panic and sat up in the front, not fully processing until I arrived at work that I had been violated. I was disgusted, agitated, most of all, ANGRY.

I did not see this man for another few weeks. He brazenly sat across from me next to another girl in a window aisle. As he pretended to nod off, I snapped a picture of him. Shortly thereafter, the girl abruptly sat up and found her way near me, the seat next to mine being the closest available. I asked her if he had done something to make her uncomfortable, and she relayed to me the same exact scenario I had been in a few weeks prior. As we went up to inform the driver at the nearest stop, he ran off.

I’ve since then filed a police report with a photo of this young man. The police officer says he’s already received another report from another young woman: same description, same M.O. Luckily, as I’d seen him many times before, I knew what his usual stop was, and the officer confirmed this was where the other young woman said he got off the bus.

Ladies, be very very careful and do not be afraid to approach someone in this situation. A case is now being built against this man, and if I see him again, I can report to the driver and he’ll call the authorities to take him in for sexual battery, a misdemeanor. I only made sure to take a photo when I knew he wasn’t looking at me or wasn’t aware. If you cannot immediately tell someone, burn this person’s face into your skull so you can identify him. These sickos have a pattern, an M.O., and if they don’t get caught, they’ll simply become more confident and do much worse.

– Leticia

Location: California, Norwalk Green Line Station. Long Beach Line#173, depart time 7:25 a.m.

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