Response to 28 Troubling Stories Of Street Harassment:
I was twelve and running late for church, so my family went on ahead (it was only a few blocks away) and I stayed behind to get ready. I was wearing a skirt and tights — totally modest and also made for a twelve year old — and as I walked along the street, some dudes honked at me and stared the whole way down. I couldn’t shake the gross feeling I got, because these guys were in their forties, watching a twelve year old like she was a meal being served up to them. Every time I’ve been street harassed, I remember that initial feeling.