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So.
I leave work after a fun filled day of
chatting with Mary,
Nikkiface,
training Steph
and finding out Tommy starts work Monday.
It's 5 pm or so.
Still way light out.
Hot as hell.
I'm walking to Mikes house.
Feeling myself getting a tan.
Sleepy.
And I cant wait to steal an orange soda from Mikes fridge.
I walk the way I always go.
Up broadway, take a left at Lil Peach but so you go behind the church.
And.
This black kid.
Little older than me.
If I say nigger at any point its because Im a horrible person and
he scared the fuck out of me.
Anyways.
So, he yells "Hey" at me and I turn around real quick
and hes walking towards me.
Comes up to me and asks if I wanna buy some bud off him.
Then if I know a chick named Kayla with her lip pierced
(which I later found out he meant Kayla Collins)
and then asks if I wanna buy some coke off of him.
Obviously I kepy saying no,
moved away.
He moved towards me more.
MIND YOU IM BEHIND A CHURCH AND NO ONES AROUND.
Then he says "I wanna ask something but it might make you mad.
Promise you wont get mad. You might think its rude."
So by now Im like "THEN DONT ASK IT, MAN. WALK AWAY."
And he ASKS ME.
ASKS MEEEE IF I KNOW ANYONE WHO WOULD FUCK HIM.
My brain EXLPODED and seeped down my head as I answered "No."
And walked FAST AS FUCK away from him and back into the streets.
I was so scared.
Like what the hell.
He was all coked up and shit.
So Im freaked out by that point,
and realize Im never going to get mad at my daddy again when he
tells me Im never to walk alone at night EVER.
I called Tommy, lol.
Freaking out, told him what happened and Im on the verge of crying,
and Tommys all worried and ready to come find me.
But I only called him because obviously Mike doesnt have a god damn cell
and because then atleast Tommy would know
what happened to Poor Lost Lyssa on FOX NEWS.
But then I saw Mike who was walking to meet me.
I told him what happened and he ran after the guy but I
both hoped and knew the guy was long gone.
I dont know.
This is why I look down when I walk.
This is why I hate Everett.
This is why I hate people.
This is why I want a knife at all times with me.
I need to learn how to fight.
...Or run FASTER.
Leave Lyssa alone, scary world.
I leave work after a fun filled day of
chatting with Mary,
Nikkiface,
training Steph
and finding out Tommy starts work Monday.
It's 5 pm or so.
Still way light out.
Hot as hell.
I'm walking to Mikes house.
Feeling myself getting a tan.
Sleepy.
And I cant wait to steal an orange soda from Mikes fridge.
I walk the way I always go.
Up broadway, take a left at Lil Peach but so you go behind the church.
And.
This black kid.
Little older than me.
If I say nigger at any point its because Im a horrible person and
he scared the fuck out of me.
Anyways.
So, he yells "Hey" at me and I turn around real quick
and hes walking towards me.
Comes up to me and asks if I wanna buy some bud off him.
Then if I know a chick named Kayla with her lip pierced
(which I later found out he meant Kayla Collins)
and then asks if I wanna buy some coke off of him.
Obviously I kepy saying no,
moved away.
He moved towards me more.
MIND YOU IM BEHIND A CHURCH AND NO ONES AROUND.
Then he says "I wanna ask something but it might make you mad.
Promise you wont get mad. You might think its rude."
So by now Im like "THEN DONT ASK IT, MAN. WALK AWAY."
And he ASKS ME.
ASKS MEEEE IF I KNOW ANYONE WHO WOULD FUCK HIM.
My brain EXLPODED and seeped down my head as I answered "No."
And walked FAST AS FUCK away from him and back into the streets.
I was so scared.
Like what the hell.
He was all coked up and shit.
So Im freaked out by that point,
and realize Im never going to get mad at my daddy again when he
tells me Im never to walk alone at night EVER.
I called Tommy, lol.
Freaking out, told him what happened and Im on the verge of crying,
and Tommys all worried and ready to come find me.
But I only called him because obviously Mike doesnt have a god damn cell
and because then atleast Tommy would know
what happened to Poor Lost Lyssa on FOX NEWS.
But then I saw Mike who was walking to meet me.
I told him what happened and he ran after the guy but I
both hoped and knew the guy was long gone.
I dont know.
This is why I look down when I walk.
This is why I hate Everett.
This is why I hate people.
This is why I want a knife at all times with me.
I need to learn how to fight.
...Or run FASTER.
Leave Lyssa alone, scary world.