Men are a threat

I stood next my big sister and my little brother infront of us. It was night and some were drunk, the youngest needs to get protected. *The youngest needs to get protected* Behind us men shouted insulting comments to the footballplayers we watched. I laughed and looked at my big sister, who didn't listen at them at all and just filmed the game. In the back of my head I did hear, ,,you have something in your hair" It were screams, Their voices though got blurred, my mind made up scenes of football players. I didn't want to hear it. One of them then came next to me, asked: ,,you have something in your hair. Should I get it off?" I shook my head and didn't bother to look in his eyes. He was just being kind. Why though was I that scared, that I out of nowhere started to cry. I felt embarassing and immedietly pulled on my glasses, so none sees me like that. So he doesn't see me like that. So he doesn't feel bad. ,,What happend? What happend?", my big sister asked me. But nothing happend. Still she pulled me infront of her. ,,Stand there now." I touched my hair and ineed a little Rock was in my hair. He just wanted to be kind. Why am I scared of men? *Who made me scared of men?*