Friday, July 12, 2013

Accosted by a Stranger

Friday, July 12, 2013

I was accosted by a stranger on my way to work this morning.  It made me realize how utterly powerless I am when faced with that kind of danger.

It happened at around 7 am in the overpass beside SM Sta Mesa. Following my usual morning route, I climbed the stairs of the overpass and when I reached the top of the stairs, I saw that lone man with his back to me standing by the wall of the overpass doing nothing. From afar the person already looked suspicious because nobody in his or her right mind would be gazing idly at the traffic along Aurora Boulevard while everybody else is rushing to start the day.

With my guard up, I hurriedly walked past him but he started to trail half a step behind me. I knew then that something’s terribly wrong. At the periphery of my focus I saw that his zip was undone and some skin is peeking through. When I reached the opposite end of the walkway, just before the stairs, he grabbed my left breast, so I screamed and he immediately let go. I went down the stairs and saw a group of police officers a few meters away to which I reported what happened.  

A bit shaken, I continued to walk while turning over in my mind what just happened. Was it my fault? Garbed in a basic black t-shirt with black skinny jeans and combat boots, I was showing neither cleavage nor legs that time - nothing really provocative. Maybe my being alone was invitation enough for the man.  Could I have done something differently to prevent that from happening? I mulled over the things that I did, but I realized that the question itself is irrelevant. I should be thinking of ways to keep myself safe, instead.

2 comments:

Kayni said...

It's not your fault. Not sure how to explain how "other" (hindi lahat) people behave or perceive other human beings.

Bring a pepper spray with you all the time.

Loree said...

Glad that you are safe. With some people, it has nothing to do with what you're wearing. They are just sickos and will grab at anyone if they get half a chance.

 
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