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New submission from Katie
I was standing on the bottom deck of a slow moving bus around midday on a Sunday. It was pretty busy, but plenty of room at the front where I wanted to wait as I had a bag I’d placed on the rack at the front, and was getting off soon.
A guy wearing a tracksuit and hood covering his face got on, and stood right behind me. I thought, ‘I’m not moving back mate, there’s loads of room just up there’, but he was pressing up against me. Then I realised to my complete disgust that this vile excuse for a man was rubbing ‘himself’ against me, sort of pressing back and forth etc. I forcibly moved out of his way, swinging my bag at him and he ran off the bus as the doors were open. It just made me really angry and ruined my day. What a loser.
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