I think compared to most in my case, I only have a few mild examples outside of the word "******" in my presence and at me.
When I was like 10, I lived in Houston and they got this new store in "The Village" that sold nothing but anime stuff. I was just getting into all the anime shyt and was obsessed.
I would only get something when my mom gave me an allowance and bought like a VHS tape from there once but most time I just looked around for fun and looked at the comics because I'm fukking ten.
Anyways, even though I wasn't awake or that socially aware in general at ten, I still got some weird vibes in there every now and then. Finally one day I went up to the counter to ask the dudes if they had something in stock just to look at because I was actually looking to eventually buy it when I get enough cash. While one of the dudes is half ass talking to me, another one comes from behind the counter and told me to lift up my shirt. I said no and before I knew it this dude was pulling the back of my shirt up and looking down the back of my pants
. Like I said, I used to ride my bike to this place by myself and was alone at this place by myself at age ten so I was just like stunned and didn't even know what to do.When he saw I had nothing, he was visibly mad. Dude asked me if I come here and steal things and said "no..."
and then he told me to get the fukk out of there. fukked me up for a while and having some strange ass grown man violating my space like that fukked with my head a bit. Wasn't until later that I realized that whenever I came in there these dudes didn't just see a kid who was really geeked out about a hobby and interest but as some trouble making ****** probably there to steal something. Obviously never stepped another foot in that place.
That was just one example but figured it would be enough to start the topic.
When I was like 10, I lived in Houston and they got this new store in "The Village" that sold nothing but anime stuff. I was just getting into all the anime shyt and was obsessed.
I would only get something when my mom gave me an allowance and bought like a VHS tape from there once but most time I just looked around for fun and looked at the comics because I'm fukking ten.
Anyways, even though I wasn't awake or that socially aware in general at ten, I still got some weird vibes in there every now and then. Finally one day I went up to the counter to ask the dudes if they had something in stock just to look at because I was actually looking to eventually buy it when I get enough cash. While one of the dudes is half ass talking to me, another one comes from behind the counter and told me to lift up my shirt. I said no and before I knew it this dude was pulling the back of my shirt up and looking down the back of my pants
. Like I said, I used to ride my bike to this place by myself and was alone at this place by myself at age ten so I was just like stunned and didn't even know what to do.When he saw I had nothing, he was visibly mad. Dude asked me if I come here and steal things and said "no..." and then he told me to get the fukk out of there. fukked me up for a while and having some strange ass grown man violating my space like that fukked with my head a bit. Wasn't until later that I realized that whenever I came in there these dudes didn't just see a kid who was really geeked out about a hobby and interest but as some trouble making ****** probably there to steal something. Obviously never stepped another foot in that place.That was just one example but figured it would be enough to start the topic.
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mugging me. I think i asked her if they had something in stock and she said no with such a harsh tone and then I think she said "What do you want!?" and I just walked out. Sad thing was there was a black dude working there.
