Today I am gonna write about something that might bother some, but in the wake of recent news I thought it would be interesting to tackle.
Three women were sexually assaulted throughout the day Monday in East Boston, my hometown. The last attack occurred on my street. None of the women were badly hurt, however I am sure they were scarred by the attacks. Women are now being told to walk the streets with caution and be aware when traveling alone, but I am not sure if this is enough.
Ever since I was in 7th grade I have been verbally harassed upon leaving my house in East Boston. At first I was almost flattered, until I realized what was actually happening. These men were dehumanizing me. Making the same noises they would to call a cat or a dog over for a treat. Kissy noises. Grunts. The worst. The harassment did not stop. It has continued for the past 9 years to the point that I actually expect it to happen each time I step outside. It does not matter what I wear or how I look that day. One time while wearing a long sleeve maroon shirt and baggy sweat pants a man pulled his car up to me, rolled down his window and asked me how much. I was thirteen.
I have been stared at, followed home and practically stalked. The worst was the time in middle school when a man actually grabbed my behind in PUBLIC and in BROAD DAYLIGHT. I screamed and the man ran away, but the most horrifying part about that experience was that it was in a crowded area of town and no one went to stop him or see if I was okay. Not one person minus the friend I was with who had no idea what to do. I remember looking around waiting for something to happen, yet people continued on with their day. I have never wanted to leave East Boston more.
Thinking back, I should have called the police. I should have called the police on many occasions. But I was young, scared, embarrassed, and ashamed. I did not want anyone to know the gross and dirty things that have happened to me and that have made me despise this town. The more I talk about it now the more I know I am not alone. This happens to almost every single female around my age. Most people, like myself, ignore it. We pretend not to hear them because we don’t want to. We pretend they do not exist. While others, like my best friend, speak up and confront them. I believe the silence has gone on too long, almost giving them the okay to continue with their remarks and harassment.
It is time now to speak up.
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This week I have decided to rekindle my blog. Ever since I was young I have always been fascinated with the World Wide Web and computers, I still remember when my uncles brought me my very first desktop for my 4th birthday. I have since lost touch with my technical side, but never fully abandoned it.
Today I studied Tumblr theme tutorials, along with CSS, to create this new layout for this blog. It has been a while since I used HTML or any style sheet language for that matter. I hope to continue to improve on my skills, as well as grow as a writer.