I walked to the bus stop, through a private car park. I do it every morning, and no-one's ever told me anything. But then again, nobody has actually seen me walking through the car park. I kept pressing random buttons on my phone, because I didn't have anything better to do.
"HEY!" A male voice shouted at me. Shit! I ran as fast as I could. I freaked out when I saw torch lights behind me.
"Listen, we can talk this out..." I stuck my middle finger up at him. "COME BACK NOW, YOUNG LADY!"
How does HE know I'm a girl? Oh shit, PEDOPHILE!!! I kept running, my bag thumping on my back.And let me tell you, it's VERY hard to run with a bag as heavy as mine on your back.
Now, listen to me, I don't swear. Usually. I think about swears. Normally. But the middle finger is another thing. I do the middle finger. Always. It's the best way to express your feelings, really. You don't say anything but a single gesture tells everyone your feelings.
I have straight, jet black hair, piercing green eyes, and I'm pale. I'm not emo though, I'm wearing a a red top, white jeans and red converse. I'm 1m 75cm, and I'm 13. Also, I have a boyf, Damion.
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