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I'm late again for the train not my period except the one that comes at the end of this sentence. I barely make it too Saikyo-line the worst place for women and girls but it's on the way so I put up with it even though it's packed and hot and full of sweaty people. I'm lucky I guess to find a seat. There's a man beside me dressed all for business he doesn't look in my direction So I think nothing of it. While I settle in there's the slightest brush against my arm I react and then disregard it as filtering air. A few minutes go by I text a friend on my phone and the same brush comes again but closer to my chest. I react the same way I move closer to the separator and continue on with my text. More minutes pass and there the touch comes but now it's a grasp low on my hip. The boy across from me laughs as I jump out from where I was seated but the business man acts as if he was asleep. I do nothing Just like the boy laughing does. and it goes on until I get off at the next stop. There's a schoolgirl that walks by me, takes the seat where I sat I should warn her, I think but I keep moving on. If you do nothing Nothing gets done.
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
Chikan
I'm late again for the train not my period except the one that comes at the end of this sentence. I barely make it too Saikyo-line the worst place for women and girls but it's on the way so I put up with it even though it's packed and hot and full of sweaty people. I'm lucky I guess to find a seat. There's a man beside me dressed all for business he doesn't look in my direction So I think nothing of it. While I settle in there's the slightest brush against my arm I react and then disregard it as filtering air. A few minutes go by I text a friend on my phone and the same brush comes again but closer to my chest. I react the same way I move closer to the separator and continue on with my text. More minutes pass and there the touch comes but now it's a grasp low on my hip. The boy across from me laughs as I jump out from where I was seated but the business man acts as if he was asleep. I do nothing Just like the boy laughing does. and it goes on until I get off at the next stop. There's a schoolgirl that walks by me, takes the seat where I sat I should warn her, I think but I keep moving on. If you do nothing Nothing gets done.
Stop harassment and assault. May change around wording a bit later.
morigirl
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
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