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By: Anonymous

I get the text, “let me know when you are home!”

I clutch my bag and I grasp my phone

Because I am in danger when I walk alone at night

*DING*

“are you alright?”

I’m scared of the world we live in

filled with cavemen

who think that women are objects

some type of social prospects

I am sixteen years old

but my childhood is lost

They say boys will be boys

but when can girls just be girls?

not having to deal with hatred and abuse we receive

from our patriarchal society

They say it’s not all men

but it’s all women

my dress does not mean yes, but some view it as an open invitation

women should be seen as a celebration

But we are not

We are

objectified

and

crucified

for breaking societal norms

We come in all forms

but we are not appreciated nor accepted

men think we need to be protected

but we are strong, we are relentless,

we strive to create a place for openness

all we want is

a place for human decency

a place for all women to be treated fairly

including you and me