Irondad/Spiderson One-Shots!!!!

Not a chapter but a poem

So I wrote this poem, because I could and it's been weighing on my min, and I felt like sharing. 

I remember the first time I was catcalled. It was 8:00 at night. It was dark. I was at an elementary school near my house. There was a group of boys with a girl. As me and my friend left, they called after us, "better make sure I don't follow you home!". When I told my mom about it, all she said was, "they were just trying to get inside your head, and it worked." I didn't tell her about the second time. I didn't tell her about the nightmares I started having. I didn't tell her I stared fearfully at the boys I passed for months. I didn't tell her about boys banging street signs to get my attention.

I did tell her about how I felt uncomfortable in front of my male uncle and his sons. She told me to change.