I was walking the dog when I heard Heeeeyy girl…You’re looking goo-ooo- ood today! A car had slowed down next to me, just enough to keep pace as I walked. The driver’s eyes slowly laser-swept my body, beginning at my chest, ending at my thighs and slowly back up again. Then he drove off. At 13, I was still adjusting to my developing body. I was all breasts, a bubble butt and stick legs. My body was foreign, yet I was the same awkward, introverted girl who wanted nothing more than to be cool and feel like one of the 'pretty girls.' But this was unwanted attention from a stranger in a strange car. It was frightening. What if he went around the block and came back to kidnap me? Even though I was completely freaked out, I didn’t tell my mom about it when I got home. My immature brain thought it was my fault and that I must have done something to invite it. I felt dirty. Of course I know better now. I’ve learned over time that the catcalling guy in the car and countl...
Finding out everyday that sometimes, late is right on time.