Just before I got into the library, three black girls beat me up. I was sitting by the library, away from everybody, and three girls passed by me making all sorts of comments. As they walked away, I said “bitches”. They turned around, said, “Who you talking to?” I said, “Myself.” and they kept walking. They didn’t go too far. They weren’t going anywhere , they passed by me to annoy me. On their way back, I turned myself around so I wouldn’t have to look at them. I had my small suitcase by me and I heard it rolling away. One of the girls had taken my suitcase and was running away with it. I ran after her. A girl who was sitting in a car got out and got the suitcase away from them. When she took the suitcase away from them, one of the girls began kicking me and hitting me in the back of my neck. Right now, I have a headache from all the hits to my head. The girl who’d gotten my suitcase told them to stop it or she was going to call the cops. They three of them ran away. The girl asked me if I wanted to report the beating to the police, “I told her no.” I’ve had this happen before and the police didn’t bother to write it down. And not only that, but I knew the girls would make up a story about me starting it. So I thanked the girl and walked away. As I walked toward the library, I saw the girls coming back. I think the girl in the car and the girls who beat me up are friends. I’m glad I didn’t have the girl call the cops, it would’ve just turned on me. The officer would’ve have shown up and treated me like the criminal, not the girls.
When is this hell going to stop???!!
Well, another great day in Perplandia!