But I'm here...
So..what happened started on the bus ride home.
This one fucking kid was taking pictures of me, my sister, and my friend and posting it.
Then he started talking shit about my dad, not the first time it happened.
He basically said my dad always watches them, but he doesn't. He's free to look out our fucking window, it's a free country!
He was basically accusing my dad of being a child molester, but he's not. He's never done anything like that.
Anyways.. I told him if he didn't stop talking about my dad like that I was going to beat his ass, he said he wasn't scared of me, I'm not scared of him. My temper was going out of control... I was crying... I was shaking... I couldn't breathe.
So I stormed off the bus and walked home. I'm not riding the bus anymore until shit gets settled...
I'm sorry I worried you guys.
