"Yeah, I'm a Feminazi. Because wanting women to be equal to men is just like invading Poland."
I'm Erin O'Malley, age fourteen, from Riverton, Utah, feminist. Don't give me that look.
I've always been a feminist. I believe that women should be equal to men, girls should be equal to boys, and that no husband should have the right to abuse their wife or daughter.
I've been called some dirty names. Feminazi, douchebag, the works. But what the people calling me those names don't get is that I also believe that men should be equal to women, boys should be equal to girls, and that no wife should have the right to abuse their husband or son.
See, I believe in equality for everyone. I'm not just a feminist, I'm an equal rights activist. And the best way for me to show that off is by rallying for women's rights, becuase, right now, that is what needs to be rallied about.
All over the world, there are girls and women being treated as less than human. In India, most girls never go to school. In some places in Nepal, girls who are menstruating are forced to sleep in sheds outside and are not allowed to have any contact with male members of their families. And even here in America, gender bias and prejudice against women is prominent.
Believe me, if the same things were happening to men, I would be rallying for men's rights. I would pick up a sign promoting men as fast as I currently do for women. And I would stand up to anyone who said otherwise, just like I do for women.
I'm impulsive. In my humble opinion, it's my fatal flaw. It's why I'm here in juvie. It's a long story, but honestly, I've got plenty of time to tell it. After all, what am I supposed to do here?
It was a sunny April day last year, at a rally in Salt Lake City. You know those, right? Who doesn't? Anyone in Salt Lake Valley does. I was carrying my sign, swept along by the crowd, lost from my mom. I actually still don't know exactly where she was when this happened.
This man with a black suit on and a blond beard came up to me when I stopped for a water break.
"Hey, kid, what're you doing?"
I smiled politely at the man. "I am protesting for women's rights in the state of Utah, the country of America, and the world."
The man rolled his eyes. "Ooooh. You're a Feminazi."
I don't really know what happened after that. I was told I jumped on the man, hit him with my sign, punched him a couple times. My sisters Sinead and Fianna had to pull me off him. The police were there, they took us both into custody, yadda yadda yadda. I was charged with assault and, well, now I'm here and not protesting like I'd like to be.
Yeah, I know it's not nearly as flashy as, say, Myra over there. She's a druggie. And Katherine, she was charged with carrying an illegal weapon. But it's my story, and you know what, you better respect me for it.
All right. Good talk. Now, they're ringing the dinner bell- wanna go get some food? You're new here. If you want, I can be your friend.
Nice to meet you, Maria. Let's go get some food.
Name: Erin O'Malley
State: Utah
Gender: Female
Age in Original Story: 15
Original Story: The Home of the Brave by Red Roses1000
Training Score: N/A
Original Placement: 3rd of 24, kill credited to Alika Levin
I am having so much fun with this story, omg! Erin was one of my favorites, and it sucks that I didn't get to see her written all the way, but Rose did great with her. I hope you enjoyed!
