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Whilst walking up Glanrafon hill this evening (at around 11pm) I was stopped and surrounded by a group of men who seemed very intoxicated. They began to shout things at me like “fatty”, “fat b****”, and “fat f***”. One individual stopped directly in front of me, put his hand in my face and began to light his lighter in front of my eyes/near my fringe and face. I walked away rapidly to them continually shouting things at me.
As I was walking up the road towards the Students Union a 50 odd year old man started following me and trying to talk to me. I knew this wasn’t simply friendly because this same man had followed me twice before, talking at me, making me very uncomfortable, and making innapproperiate remarks at me about my body, asking me about my boyfriend, asking me innapproperiate things to do with my sex life. This time I blanked him completely. I didn’t care if it was rude, this man scared me and made me very uncomfortable. I just kept my earphones in, stared at the ground and blanked him. He continued to follow me and talk at me untill I got into a building. This was around 2pm in the afternoon on a busy street.
I was walking home from my boyfriend’s house, towards the centre of town, alone. It was about half 12 in the morning and we’d just had an argument so I wasn’t in the happiest of moods.
However just as I got past the round-about with Matalan and DW on, this car with four lads in it drove towards me and stopped in the middle of the road, all four staring at me, not saying anything, just staring. So I, obviously, glanced at them but just carried on walking keeping my head down trying to ignore them. However as I walked past the car, they started reversing in at the same pace of me walking, this carried on for about five minutes, however they still didn’t say anything, staring at me. So terrified I started to walk quicker.
After a while they carried on to turn around at the round-about, luckily I live off Caernarfon road, so I quickly walked up my road and practically ran into my house. Luckily I got into my house just before they reached where I was on Caernarfon road, because I know they turned around to carry on following me.
I was standing inside near the entrance to the lift and kissed a boy for a few seconds when a man in a football top comes through the door and slightly pushes us out of the way saying: “That’s pretty disgusting you know guys.” He quickly walks up the stairs and we are left thinking what we have done wrong?
I had some problems outside when some people pointed at me and shouting ‘Look! It’s a boy! Look! a He-She!’
So I decided to just go home.
My friend experienced the following situation, but preferred to remain anonymous, so I am posting the story on her behalf as I believe it is important to share.
My friend was walking to the train station where she was approached by a man she did not know. Since it was raining heavily, she consented to sharing her umbrella with him. He tried to hold her hand as they walked so she told him not to do that to which he complied. She tried to strike up a conversation with him about university and what course he studied, but he turned the conversation to ask whether she had a boyfriend or not. She told him she did and that he would be waiting for her on the train and tried to steer the conversation back to university and it continued normally for a while. He tried to offer to hold her suitcase for her but she told him not to, but as he had already reached for it, they stopped walking. He then grabbed her hand and her shoulder and turned her towards him in an attempt to kiss her. She shoved him away forcefully, took her umbrella and told him “you have to leave now”.
He immediately complied and walked across the street to enter Nice ‘n’ Naughty.
She recounted the story to me after 3 months of the occurrence, and added that it didn’t even occur to her that it was something that needed to be further reported for the safety of other women, as even though she was infuriated and ready for a fight as soon as it happened, she felt totally in control of the situation and therefore didn’t dwell on it for too long afterwards.
I was walking home tonight WITH MY BOYFRIEND, at about 22.45, and a guy leaned out of his car and shouted “nice ass” at me. After passing, and considering for a while, he then shouted back at me “and pussy!”.
I was on a walk, and as I got near the Coleg Menai I noticed a guy walking his dog and talking to a girl, the girl crossed the road, and I wondered if it was to try and avoid having to talk to him any longer as they didn’t look like they were together. He then followed her across, and she stopped outside her house and he continued to talk to her, as I was about to walk past them, he stared straight at me and said something. I didn’t hear so I took my headphones out and asked “Pardon?”. He then very aggressively said “Who said I was talking to you?”, so I apolagised and continued to walk on.
I then sat in the park neat Coleg Menia, and swang on the swing for a bit, after about 10 minutes, the same guy walked past, but he stopped at the fence and started trying to talk to me, and told me “I looked sexy on a swing”. He then continued talking for about 10 minutes, and with it being about 10pm on a sunday night I was feeling a little uncomfortable. I would have left, but I’d seen him follow the other girl, so I thought he might do the same to me. Instead I texted my boyfriend asking him to ring me, hoping that if I was on the phone he’d leave me alone. When my boyfriend rang the guy instead said he was going to ‘come into the park’ and did exactly that. This made me a lot more uncomfotable, and I was worried of being rude and trying to leave as he had a large dog with him.The guy continued trying to talk to me despite me being on the phone. Then when I went to leave he said “Oh, I just read dogs aren’t allowed in the park, I best go”, so instead I stayed back, hoping he’d leave. He then continued to talk for about 10 minutes, barely letting me continue the conversation with my boyfriend. I had to say 3 times “I’m sorry, I’m trying to talk to my boyfriend…” Before he finally left. It was a very intimidating situation.