I am 13 years old, and there is nothing seductive about my body.
That day, I was already a little upset.
As I was walking past a coffee shop, a guy riding a bike suddenly rammed into me, on purpose.
Thank God, I wasn't hurt, but I felt completely bewildered.
None of the men sitting at the coffee shop said anything.
All was well to them.
They even started staring when I yelled at the guy and called what he did “retarded”.
“Don’t mind them, my girl”, said an old woman passing by. “They’re the reason I have so many issues with going out”.
