Keila was walking toward her house when, suddenly, three boys appeared in front of her, shouting obscenities. It was late, around 11 PM; she was coming from a friend's house just two blocks away. She tried to walk past them, acting natural, but the boys began to touch her. When one tried to kiss her, she pushed him away and started to run.
That only made things worse. They began laughing and chased after her. Terrified, Keila tripped and fell. The boys immediately pinned her to the ground, trying to pull off her pants. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help! Somebody help me, please! HELP!"
Another boy tore at her blouse. Suddenly, a shadow emerged, lifting one of the attackers and slamming him against a tree. Another was dragged toward the trash cans at the corner. The last boy stood petrified, but before he could run, the shadow grabbed him and threw him against a car.
Keila lay paralyzed, trembling with her eyes wide in shock, until a voice whispered harshly in her ear: "Run... RUN!" She screamed, scrambled to her feet, took her pants, and fled. Behind her, the shadow picked up her blouse and smiled.
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