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Apr 2015
Growing up hurts.

It's the time when we discover that there are monsters scarier than those who hid under our bed :
                                              humans.

Now, every time I’m in a public place, I am scared.

Scared that there may be a monster in that crowd, one who
                                                  steals,
                                                       rapes,
                                                             murders.

And for a person like me, who liked to think that the world is a beautiful place where everyone is, in the deepest of their hearts, a good person...

                                                      ­*it hurts.
I wrote that after I came back home from a bus ride, where a man decided that it was okay to put his hand on my leg. It is not okay.
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