New submission: Lauren’s story!

Walking out of Blair station on my way home from work, an older man pulled my purse from behind. When I turned around, he told me my belt was undone. He stood close to me and rubbed my waist and stomach. I tried to push his hand away and check my belt. The belt on my jacket was fine. Meanwhile, he kept grabbing my waist. I pushed him off and was too shocked to do anything else. I actually said “thanks for letting me know. I’ve got it now”. He said “you’re welcome” and walked off.
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