I am tired of being stared at and harassed on the street. It happens almost every day, So, when somebody stares at me. I just stare back. They usually look away, but when they don't I just ask them why they are staring. Today, I confronted a man for staring too long. And he just smiled and said something foul, as he undressed me with his eyes. That moment I lost control of myself and hit him in the face. I took him by surprise. Then I just walked away, bleeding from my knuckles. Him, bleeding from his dirty mouth.