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I was walking toward Dyker Park with a friend and a guy waved at us–with his penis.
I was walking on the train and some guy came behind me and sat down across from me. He took his private part out and started masturbating.
There was a time my mom sent me to the check cashing place. I didn’t want to go and had a grouchy face on my way there. I walked past a bunch of older guys and they started talking to me, “Put a smile on your face. You’re too pretty for that.”
As I was walking to the gym, a man approached me and offered me sexual favors. I ignored him and, as I walked away, I was called a “fat bitch.”
One day, I was walking from the train. These three boys started calling me, saying, “Hey, sweetie. Come here. Stop for a second.” It was late at night and very dark. As I crossed the street to go to the bus, I heard a loud crash behind me. I looked back and the boys were throwing glass bottles. I began to run and never stopped until I got home.
One morning I was going to school and this man came out of nowhere and he grabbed me. People were around, and he lost me and looked at me, smiling.
I was on the train going to school and some grown man was humping my leg. I was only 10.
I was on the L train and an older man kept trying to tell me to sit next to him. Then he tried to follow me.