4/6/07

When I was in 8th grade, I would always have to walk home after school, I didn't mind it but what did bug me was that one time i was walking home and some construction workers where working on this house that had burned down and i had to forcefully walk that way because i couldnt get home another way. well anywayz as soon as i walked by they started to whistle and say hey baby. Take in mind im only 15 and these men where like as old as my dad (dad is 47). i never turned back because it creeped me out. it was me and like ten construction workers. i was wearing really crappy clothes too. i walked as fast as i could and was never happier to get home.