I was never raped, but when I was 11, the son of a family friend copped a feel whenever we were…
Zelda Pinwheel
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I wasn’t rape but I remember distinctively the hand of the stranger stroking my ass while squeezing me on the bus shelter in my attempt to get out of the small shelter.

I wasn’t raped but I remember this guy taking his pants down in front of me in the street, blocking my exit way of, then again, another bus shelter, while asking me to look while he masturbated. All this, in front of a primary school, at 9 am. And my mom telling me the at dinner : «Oh this never happened to you before ?» in a surprised voice.

This should not be the norm, it should not be normal to have experienced it and it should not be surprising to hear you never did.

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