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I am at NIU, and this creep kept calling me ‘babe’ and ‘hon’. Nowhere on my birth certificate does it say those titles, and he is not my friend, nor is he my significant other. I don’t know him, but it was at Neptune hall. I holla back at that creep! My name is EMMA, not ‘babe’, nor ‘hon’.
Two men stopped their car on the street and watched me walk to my home for almost two minutes.
One man stopped his car on the street and another man opened the passenger door, put his foot on the ground and began approaching me while yelling to me. I entered my house and locked the door. They drove away.
let me be the one to say Humboldt park is known for a lot of street harrasment… more then I know. My friend had her hair pulled while walking home and was almost kidnapped at the age of 14. (its a Humboldt park news story also). As for me (not a news story) I was walking with a friend of mine to a local store and right when we turned the corner I have never been so scared in my life… a man began to follow us and chased us down for a bit calling at us. We were so scared we ran by a group of local bikers (those really buff looking people) and asked them for help. Of course they were generous enough to escort us safely home (we have known the bikers of course). I am currently only 15 years old and was when it happened… My street harassment began at an early age I believe I was only 9-10 years old. Men have literally followed me at times and some have called me names for not responding. A man stood near me asking for my name and wouldn’t leave me alone. Not even young girls are safe despite men seeing the age differences and I am positive it will not stop until something is done. I hate going outside and have anxiety attacks even standing near men outside. I just don’t feel safe at all. When will something be done to stop this issue? When things begin to further escalate and problems begin to worsen?
A story of my own was some years ago, when I was 19 and walking down the block to catch a bus, as I was walking with my headphones on and an umbrella in hand since it was pouring, I quickly approached this older man who was walking the opposite way of me. As we fastly approached one another I saw his mouth moving and his eyes give me the once over; I couldn’t make out what he said because of my music, but his intentions were clear the moment he passed and a hand firmly grabbed my butt! I quickly spun around and snatched my headphones from my ears and shouted “You ever touch me again I’ll kill you [expletive]”!! (I was very willing to fulfill my threat as I commonly carried a 4 inch knife with me whenever I traveled alone)
Thankfully he did not challenge me or meet me with a threat of how own.
I waited for him to turn and keep walking before I turned around myself and kept looking back to make sure he wasn’t following before I made it to my bus stop safely.
Since the age of 14 (I’m now 26) I have been verbally harassed by many sad and pathetic men….plenty saying the lines “you’re beautiful.. Smile”! Or “God bless you girl”…..although the words seem harmless and sweet even to many, its always accompanied with lustful stares and gazes…. The “looking up and down” once over and staring at my back side as I past…. The sucking of teeth, the “M-M-M”! sounds and the all to familiar “Bitch”! Thrown so quickly after I pass by without a single acknowledgement of their “compliments”
Sometimes I might say a grungeful “thank you”….reluctantly…. Because if I say a responsive word…. That opens the door for an unwanted conversation, or asking my of number. Its sad that these “boys” perceive a compliment should render the giving of a number in return…. As if we owe them a favor!! Its disgusting and humiliating. I’ve come to realize that these “boys” travel in packs as well…and many of them play games… Seeing who can get the most numbers and so forth…. It is unbelievable the amount of respect these guys lack!
Since giving birth to my twins, it is my duty that WILL be fulfilled, to teach my son the respect he WILL present to the female race and to my daughter…respect herself and to by NO means allow any man or person, disrespect you in any way, shape or form!
Thank you so much to the creators of HollaBack Chicago and for bringing such amazing awareness too this situation that has been around for years. If you all need a team member and would like for me and others to spread the word further, you may email me ☺
Two of my friends and I were on our way home from Navy Pier, it was about 9 at night. As we’re walking down the steps to get to the actual train we pass by two grown men. They were talking about something sexual I’m not quite sure of what context but it was sexual. Regardless as we passed by one of the men grabbed his package and said, “I bet she wants a piece of this” and licked his lips while staring at me. My friend and I then jolted down the stairs and I’m so thankful he didn’t follow us. The one thing that pissed me off is that our other “friend” that was already down the stairs when this happened told me “guys don’t hit on me like that” and then made a pouty face at me.
I was living alone before I was married. I got off the Red Line stop at Thorndale, commuting home as I had done hundreds of times. It was the beginning of winter so it got dark really early; 430pm. As I walked home there was a group of guys across the street. After I crossed they ALL started following me. I got really nervous when they started to circle me. One by one each man unzipped his pants and took their penises out. All I could think of was putting my head down, NO eye contact and; keep going. They encircled me closer and one by one hit me with their penises. I just kept my head down as they laughed and smacked me with their penises. God bless I got to the corner and a man walked out of his house to walk his dogs. I immediately started talking to him as if he was a friend and almost ran to him. A stranger and timing saved me. I was violated, angry, and hated them. This is NOT the first time in Chgo.
I was walking down the street with my mom and these men were catcalling us, “hey beautiful” things like that. I am 16 years old. These men were at least 60 it was horrifying.
I was walking up this huge hill, “The Hill” on UWEC campus, and another student, a bigger guy, much taller than my 5′ 11″, came up behind me and smacked me on the butt. A bystander in an army uniform sort of aggressively lunged at the harasser who walked quickly away. Then the army guy asked if I was ok.