When I was 14/15 years old I sat on a bench at the Shopping Mall, waiting for some friends to get there. The Mall was crowded, but when the corridor got a little emptier this gross man showed up walking by and sending me kisses and looking at me in a really nasty way. I was shocked, and nobody else saw him doing this to me. I was paralyzed, feeling like a piece of s**** for what he had done to me in a place that I thought was secure.
A few moments later I wasn’t paralyzed anymore, but full of anger because I didn’t react and I was feeling like a perfect victim.
A few moments later, when I was still thinking all that, the same man came back walking in the same corridor. When he saw me sitting in the same spot, he gave me a big big gross smile, with a lot of bad intentions in it, and started walking slower.
I knew he was going to be a jerk again, so I kept calm, I smiled back and showed him the middle finger, with my arm up in the air so everyone could see I was doing that to him.
His smiles vanished. He was so embarrassed and shocked that he flew from the place without looking back.
– TMS
Location: São Paulo, Brazil
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