I prefer the stares now!!
Yes, I said it. I would rather prefer when people here stare at me. Why? You ask. Because at least then they were only staring, now they are touching me. I don’t understand either. Up until recently its just been people touching me. Some individuals would walk up to me and touch me. When I tell them not to touch me or pull myself away from them they react in shocked that I can actually move.
Its funny. I am objectified as a mannequin or something. And when they realize that I can speak then it is the biggest shocker.
It all started on my first field trip when a woman at the train station pulled my hair. I was upset by that as I was like “what the F#*K” then I walked away. Then other time I was walking with a friend when a boy walked straight up to me, grabbed my hair and walked off as if I was an object he touched. I was like “what the F*#K is wrong with you?" He broke out and started laughing hysterical. When I walked up to him he was very very surprised then he ran off.
From then on this has been a constant thing. Bloody hell. I cant believe this.
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