Don’t Touch Me.

Elizabeth NABUNYA

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 Why do some men find it natural to make passes at women as they cross roads and walk on the street? Why is men’s sense of entitlement to women’s bodies a thing that is often overlooked in our society?

On my last day at work last year, I was one of the most worn out beings on the globe. Nonetheless I was content that I had got a break that seemed like leave and I could finally breathe. My backpack heavy on my back, my mind wandering with dreams of what this  break would offer, I closed the shutters in my office and shut the wooden door to the heavy white walls that had contained me for the last  eight months.  With a sigh of relief I trod to meet a friend. I was told she wasn’t at work, disappointed I took a different route from my usual one and…

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Hi! I'm Rae. 23. Avid Reader, Book Blogger. Intersectional Feminist. Gryffindor.
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2 Responses to Don’t Touch Me.

  1. Ariel Lynn says:

    Great share! Thank you!

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