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Yesterday as of 5/17/26 I was tubbing with my buddies out at lake tarpon and we got hit with a very strong severe thunderstorm with VERY small hail. So the best thing we thought of was to head the OPPOSITE direction of the rain\ small hail to go to the boat dock. now me as a young weather enthusiast with a dream of becoming a storm chaser thought it was a good idea to "train for my future storm chasing career" and stand out on the FRONT of the boat and take the hail straight to the back of the legs. I have WELTS on the back of my leg from it 😭. after the storm had passed lake tarpon it was later given a special marine weather statement and was also reported with a water spout. first intercept in the books baby!

About a year ago I met this guy who worked across the street from my bar. When his place closed, he’d come over sometimes and one night he gave me his number. We hung out, got absolutely BLACKOUT drunk, and I went back to his place.

Next morning I’m trying to find my phone and I’m looking everywhere. I look under his bed and I find… I don’t even know how to explain this. I’m posting the picture because unless you’ve seen one before, words won’t do it justice. It was one of those realistic rubber sex toys that looks like an actual person’s lower half. I stared at it like ???????

Anyway I tell my best friend and coworkers because I thought it was the funniest thing I’d ever seen.

Now here’s where this becomes a story I can’t defend.

I hung out with him AGAIN, got drunk AGAIN, slept over AGAIN. We didn’t even hook up this time. Next morning I drank two of his beers, looked under the bed… and stole it.

WHY? I genuinely do not know. I think I wanted to show my friends because we all thought it was hilarious. I’m not proud of this.

My friend picked me up and I had this giant rubber thing in the backseat of her car. She held onto it for two days. And for reasons I will NEVER understand, she decided to CLEAN IT because she thought it got dirty rolling around in her car.

Guys.

Old stuff started coming out of it.

My best friend and I were standing there looking at each other like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

Later my niece came over (before anyone freaks out, I’m 26 and she’s 23 and we’re basically best friends), we got drunk, showed my brother, my brother thought I had completely lost my mind.

Then for the rest of the day this thing was on my apartment floor and I was literally kicking it around like a basketball because it jiggled and looked ridiculous. But the SMELL? Horrific. Like biological warfare.

That night more friends came over, I pulled it out, everyone almost threw up, and I finally threw it away. I couldn’t even take the garbage out myself because it was so heavy.

Also apparently when my friend picked me up after I stole it, I was walking out wearing one shoe and one of his hoodies (which he also never got back), and she said I was tipping over because this thing weighed so much.

Then like two weeks later he called me talking about MY drinking habits. Sir??? I told him to go fuck himself because he drank just as much.

Then I downloaded a TextFree app and sent him a picture of his missing item sitting in my friend’s car.

Months later I ran into him at the casino and he goes, “Did you send me something?” I tried to play dumb for a minute and eventually admitted it. He goes, “What did you do with it? Show all your friends?”

Reader: yes. Yes I did.

I lied and said no.

Anyway I don’t really drink anymore and the last time I got that drunk was over 6 months ago. But I still randomly remember this story and think… what the hell was actually wrong with me???

Everyone tells me I need to share this story and make podcast and stuff. I never thought about writing until my friend said something so enjoy!!

* I was born in 1992 in a sunny October morning.

* I wasnt supposed to walk but defying the odds I later became a Junior Pro Athlete.

* I fell in love when I was 14...and I lost her because of my foolishness… I miss her every day..

* My mother got assassinated when i was 16 and my dad found a new family soon after… my hands are shaking to this day…

* I quit sports because of physical and mental injuries…

* I drank alcohol heavily up until when i was 22 after the previous event..

* I went to Greece when I was 19 and almost got kidnapped by human traffickers but managed to escape…

* I lost multiple jobs and had to leave the country… I didnt have any other way out…

* I became homeless in the UK when I was 21 but worked myself out of it by hard work and dedication

* I came to Spain at 22 for a vacation and decided to stay…

* At 25 my childhood friend died from overdose…

* I stopped my friends father from trying to kill us on multiple occasions…

* I married a woman to save her from her country and help her and her family…

* I helped my friend and comrade earn his first 100k $ but we lost it all..

* During Covid I had no options.. I worked as a delivery driver on a motorcycle without knowing how to drive it and I got hurt quite a bit..

* I have been a singer on the streets…

* At 29 I moved to Scotland for love and got my heart broken in shatters soon after…

* At 30 I went to Iceland to earn a living for a better future…

* When 31 another one of my childhood friends died in a fire accident…

* When 32 I earned my first 100k$ and my earlier mentioned friend and mentor got diagnosed with cancer and we lost it all in the fight..

* We made a project to ask for help and people helped us.. as well as we managed to help many people and charities out there..

* My friend died after a year long fight… and soon after the funds i used to help his family and others including myself were gone…

* Friends dad came back to haunt us and wanted to kill us again…but we managed to protect ourselves and he got sent back home..

* Having nowhere to go or no other solution for now we built a house out of wooden pallets in a little community..

Not sure what future holds but Im sure it will be an adventure…

Should I write a book?

So, last year I joined a college and i made a lot of friends. So y'all know how u make a lot of friends in the starting days of college. So me and friends thought of messing around with an other friend of ours. So we made a fake account of a pretty girl by the name (I). So one day another guy from our class sent us a follow request. He's 19 btw. We taught it was normal, but then we soon got a text from his side. He just randomly introduced himself. We made sure to tell him that we weren't interested, yet he kept on texting us. So then we had enough, and decided to reciprocate. At first, it was just normal texting and he was flirting with us. And soon the flirting became him asking us to call and FaceTime him. Soon, this creep mf asked us if he can call us mommy. Then, we felt that it was getting too serious, so we wanted to know if he's an actual creep. So, we told him that we (our fake account) was a 14yo. He replied "Age is just a number mommy" . He started sending videos of himself, we jokingly asked him for his feet pic and bro actually sent it!! Jokes aside bro. Sending all these to a so called 15yo girl IS NOT COOL AT ALL!!. He sent us his creepy pics and videos and asked us to send our pics as well! Btw we made him shave his mustache to see how insane this guy is, and he actually did it. Imagine sitting in the same class, with the guy who sent u his creepy pics (feet as well). He still asks us pics and voice notes which we manage to send it. He even started talking about this girl with his friends. Now his friends look interested to talk to her. Now, he wants us to meet him!!!

CHAT WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED NOW?

ARE WE FUCKING COOKED???😭😭

I am a Canadian High school student

Because it was Victoria Day, we were supposed to leave the school building immediately after our exam and not go back to our lockers. However, my friend and I had mistakenly left our belongings (phones and backpacks) in my locker, which we shared because her locker wasn’t working (she have my locker password so she can open it by herself).

After the exam, the teacher was upset with students who had used their lockers. At that point, I noticed that my friend—who had actually left the exam room earlier than me—did not say anything to the teacher about her belongings being in the locker. Instead, she walked out of the building as if the situation did not involve her.

This frustrated me because it felt like she expected me to handle everything alone. Since we both used the locker, I felt it would have been fair for her to come with me or at least acknowledge the situation. Instead, I was left to face the teacher and the awkwardness by myself, while she avoided it entirely.

In the past, she often seems to assume that other people will take care of her belongings without directly asking. For example, there have been times during lunch when she leaves her bag at the cafeteria table and expects others to bring it to her in class. One of my other friends usually helps her with this, even though she never explicitly asks. She rarely communicates a clear request like “can you bring my bag,” but instead seems to rely on the assumption that someone will do it for her.

At that moment, I chose not to take her belongings from the locker along with mine. While I felt a small amount of guilt, I mostly felt justified. I didn’t want to enable behavior where I am left to take responsibility for something we both contributed to.

Did I do the right thing?

When I was in primary school one of the dinner ladies accidentally sliced the tip of her finger off while carving meat for lunch. Apparently she panicked and didn’t tell anyone because they couldn’t find the missing bit anywhere in the kitchen.

A few days later the school contacted parents about a “food contamination” after environmental health got involved. Turns out they think the fingertip ended up mixed into the trays of sliced meat they served to our year group.

I only found out years later because my mum casually brought it up like it was a funny memory.

Now I can’t eat school-style roast beef without thinking about the fact there’s a non-zero chance I accidentally ate part of a human finger when I was 8.

A few months ago, I was meeting some friends for a birthday dinner at a busy restaurant.

I got there late and saw a group around my age sitting near the back. One guy looked over right as I walked in, so my brain immediately went yep, thats them.

I sat down, apologized for being late, and started talking like normal.

The weird part is nobody questioned it at all. People were making small talk with me, passing menus around, asking if I would ordered yet.

It took me way too long to realize I did not recognize a single person at the table.

Turns out my actual group was seated on the opposite side of the restaurant.

I was so embarrassed when I finally figured it out, but the random table thought it was hilarious and started laughing when I explained what happened.

hi, for context, im in highschool , female, and ive always had a problem with people i dont know very well getting very close to me or touching my body in anyway, even hugs, i also dont like people getting in my loved ones personal space if they are strangers but now to the story.

i and my boyfriend are at prom, hes working the music for it and we are having a nice time and everything is fine but a little while into the event, a girl comes up to my boyfriend and gets uncomfortably close to his face and asks for a song to be played, he goes with the re-guest and the girl says " thanks , love you (my boyfriends name)",then she walks away, but i was right there! standing a few feet away, my friend come up and pulled me outside to ask if i was okay, she said " hey are you okay? you look uncomfortable", so i explained that i wasnt okay with what the girl did and that i was a little mad that my boyfriend didnt say anything,

but i understand that my boyfriend is a little dense toward social signals and probably did not notice, should i tell him about this?

This happened like 2 weeks ago and it still feels fake honestly.
So my friend Jake has been dating this girl for around a year and she’s one of those super organised people, meal preps everything, labels containers, writes lists for literally everything. Nice enough but kinda intense sometimes. Jake meanwhile eats like a divorced 43 year old man even though he’s 22. Half his diet is frozen shit and energy drinks.

Anyway me and him were at his apartment watching football and his girlfriend was at work. Important detail apparently because she had spent the whole morning making lunches for the week. Like stacked neatly in containers in the fridge with labels and all that.

Jake gets hungry halfway through and opens the fridge. There’s this massive sandwich in foil sitting there and he just goes oh sick and eats the whole thing. Didn’t even think about it. I remember saying are you sure thats not hers and he goes nah if its not labelled its free game.

Wrong. Horrifically wrong actually.

Apparently the sandwich was for her little brother who has some medical thing where he can only eat certain foods after treatments or something idk the details but basically she specifically made it for him because he was staying over later.

She comes home, opens the fridge, immediately knows what happened somehow. Like genuinely walked in and within 30 seconds was yelling WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SANDWICH

Jake starts laughing because he still thinks this is normal couple arguing stuff until she starts crying. Not angry crying either like proper devastated crying which honestly made everything so much more uncomfortable.

Turns out she’d spent nearly 3 hours remaking special food stuff because her brother had finally managed to keep meals down recently after weeks of issues. Jake apparently knew all this already by the way. He just forgot because he doesn’t listen to anything unless it’s about UFC or gambling odds.

Then somehow this absolute idiot decides to defend himself instead of apologising. Says if food is that important maybe put a note on it next time.

Dead silence after that. Like movie silence.

She just stared at him for a second then walked into the bedroom and locked the door. I left because i genuinely didnt want to witness whatever came next.

Next day Jake calls me furious saying SHE apologised for overreacting but is now staying at her mums place for a few days because she needs space. And this moron is angry because apparently she posted on her private instagram story about immature men weaponising incompetence.

Now half their friend group is split over a sandwich.

Not even kidding.

At age 6, I was able to speak fluent american english by myself. At first, my family and I thought that this was a cool little skill that i have picked up for myself. I started excelling in my english classes so much that a 10/10 score was the norm for me in that subject. But overtime, I started to talk less and less vietnamese and more and more english, so much to the point that i was failing my Vietnamese-related classes (Liturature, history, etc...). I was worried about my future for a bit until i eventualy got over that feeling and just thought that I should just go full on in english since that was one of the few things that i was really good at. Reminder, I can still understand the language just fine but talking to others with the languages was made difficult, to the point that my family joked that I didn't look vietnamese and more korean or japanese. I laughed at the joke but overtime it started to become real with even other vietnamese people questioning about my heratige and race. Again, I didn't think much of it. But fast foward to now. I am currently 18 years old and going to be 19 this year. My parent think that i should get a driver's licence incase i ever got a car and so my dad found a timeframe in which i could get a lincence test. Today is that day (17th of march 2026). After breakfast, me and my dad went to the place where i will be getting my test. I did a couple of the test until i reach for the one here i must answer a coulple of questions about me and my health. The instructor there was questioning me about my health but , of course, i could barely follow along to even answer them. She got a bit frustraitd and ask if i could talk to a relative of mine and so i said my dad. He walks and and i step out to let them talk. As my father is explaining my situation, i didn't know exactly what the instructor said but i can understand enought that she might have called me "unfit for driving", thinking that i might not been entirely mentaly ok. As my dad was trying to defend me, i was called to step back in and answer the questions again. I did somewhat better but not enough since she called my dad back in and i had to step out. She was convinced that i might have been not mentaly well (P.S: This could all be wrong, again, my translations are not the best so please keep that in mind) and told my father that I would have to try again another time. At the drive back home, my dad absolutly repremanded me. Shouting at me clearly frustraited about how that all went. Continuesly asking me "HOW CAN'T YOU ANSWER A FEW SIMPLE QUESTIONS?" and "YOU NEED TO SPEAK UP FOR THEM TO HEAR YOU!" If any of you are questioning me on what the questions were, some of them were: My parents names (Answered), My medical history (Not quite answered) and my current living location (Not answered). Most of which i couldn't answer because my mind was translating them and was confussed as to how to answer each question. I am now back in my room alone and now ashamed and embarrassed of myself. If you were exppecting for me to ask for any of your help, i wasn't. This post is just for me to vent out my shame onto the world. If you would like to help me, go ahead. Just note that it might not help much on myself. And I would also like to thank you of you just read everything that i just wrote. I'm glad that you found the title interesting enough for you to take your time from your own busy lives and read this. Goodbye

Hi guys college girl here i’m sorry i just really need help. yes i posted this is a few other subreddits so please don’t crucify me if you’ve seen this already

To summarize, I found gay porn on my boyfriend’s phone. We had a conversation about it and he cried about it and talked about how he’s talked to men online sexually more times than he can count, but that some of them look like women and so it’s really not gay, and he blocks them when he’s done with them anyways so it doesn’t matter because they “aren’t real”. He also said it’s not a big deal because it’s not like he’d date a guy or anything. But that he “used” to be gay and although he’s still struggling, God is doing the work and I was sent by God to help him out with being straight. He also claimed he hasn’t talked to anyone sexually since we got together. (We’ve been together 4 months have not had sex yet)

However, There is also a really close friend he has (we will call him John) who he had a massive fallout with right before him and I started dating. Like the week he started to pursue me, him and his friend fell out. He refuses to talk about it, but he has a message asking that friend “are you into me” and when the friend said no he followed it up with “just joking haha”. But he was so emotionally attatched to this friend and still affected but him. It’s like this friends emotions determined my boyfriends emotions. even after the fallout, whenever they are in the same place my boyfriend stares in his direction constantly. When they were friends, I noticed every hug that he had with the friend, his hands would linger on or above the friends waist for a few seconds after the hug. He even wrote him a big apology letter (that i didn’t read) to try to become friends with him again. Maybe this is jealousy but this has made me feel like im not enough for my boyfriend. This friend of his came to me before me and my boyfriend started dating (because we were all friends) and confided in me about how one night he had a pretty bad panic attack, and my boyfriend did a lot of back rubbing, arm tracing and hugging, and even attempted to cuddle him that night. John felt uncomfortable about it and didn’t know what to do. I told him i was pretty sure he was just trying to find ways to comfort him. With this new information though, I see it differently. He has expressed missing John, and even reached out to John, and he is acting hot and cold towards John. It’s odd because apparently my boyfriend asked John for space and blamed it on his panic attack, and now he’s tryin to be in John’s life again. One day he is wanting to hangout and sending him reels and the other he is completely ignoring John. It’s like 5th grade stuff. I’m not sure what’s going on there. HOPING it’s just close friends with blurred boundaries.
I’m really not sure what I should do. And my mind is mush.

Also, I do realize he could be bisexual or any other label, but he certainly isn’t as into me as originally thought

A dark wave of monsters spilled out from the forest treeline, kicking up a dense cloud of dust that cast a shadow upon the land. At the city gates the royal army stood in a tight formation, their shields overlapped to create a stable defense wall, though underneath them some legs could be seen shaking. A select group of knights held the vanguard gazing at the approaching beasts, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Amongst the knights was Reid.

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Flashback: Three Years Ago.

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Reid came to this world after being hit by a car while crossing the road. One moment it was screeching tires against the road and the next he found himself in a grassy plain face to face with a horned rabbit. The rabbit didn't give him time to think as it channeled mana at the top of its horn and shot a fire ball at him. However, purely out of instinct, Reid dodged the attack and drove a kick at the rabbit's head, killing it on the spot.

_Clap, clap, clap!_

"Impressive, boy where did you learn to move like that?" A voice suddenly came from behind, and Reid turned around in fright that he jumped a small distance back creating a gap between him and the newcomer.

The man raised an eyebrow, and grinned at him before he said. "Good. How would you like to become a Knight of Gebdin?"

Reid eyebrows came together as he looked at the man in contemplation, _'**knight of gebdin?** What the fuck is that? But then again I've nothing to lose and he doesn't seem like a bad guy, so...'_

"Ok," he replied abruptly.

From that day on Reid joined the knights and there he discovered his talent with the sword.

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Back To The Present

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_Now it's time to show my power._

*Sigh* a sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the approaching beast horde.

"You're not regretting this are you?" Fig asked with a teasing grin. Fig was a bulky man with a knife scar that looked like a tear trailed down his cheeks for eternity.

"No, not at all, in fact I have been waiting for this opportunity," Reid replied with a firm tone.

"Ok, then what's with the sigh?" a sharp-eyed lady, Sandia, asked curiously.

Reid chuckled, "It's just that... their numbers are too small."

Hearing this the knights go silent leaving only the rumbling noise of the beasts approaching playing in the air.

"Hahaha, that's more like it. You hear that boys, a true knight can never have eno..., ouch!" Fig burst out in laughter and said but, before he could finish Sandia whacked his head with the sheath of her blade, "who are you calling boy?" she said her voice carrying an icy chill.

"I wasn't... I didn't mean you," Fig muttered, his booming voice instantly shrinking to a timid whine, causing everyone to burst out laughing.

Then a cold voice cut in.

"Enough games, time to get serious. Knights of Gebdin, charge!!!" he commanded.

With that the figures of the knights blurred and the next moment they clashed with the beast horde. It didn't take long before everyone was drenched in blood and gore, well everyone except for Sandia, who danced around, piling up beast corpses yet there was no stain on her or anything within the length of her blade.

Reid, slashed, hacked and pierced moving through the beast hoard, and wherever he went beast corpses dropped and blood sprayed the air.

He grinned, _now this is the life._

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Meanwhile, in a mental health institute, Reid could be seen seated on a chair madly waving a plastic pipe in the air.

"Doctor, is Reid going to recover?" a concerned woman asked.

"I'm afraid his brain was damaged beyond what we can save, the only thing we can do now is wait, and hope for a miracle," the doctor replied with a heavy tone.

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I got you, and you know I don’t quit until I get the results that are fair and just. Good luck, I’m full of that hatred towards you. I will not stop until everyone knows your game. Just remember I have the hard drive and multiple phones and tablets that you hacked. I won’t stop until I am satisfied, that entails your miserable ass is incarcerated. Fuck around and find out! I don’t think you can handle it but it’s coming trust and believe that!

Leo takes his seat across from Beatrice at Noon Cafe. A familiar friend at her side, wagging his tail with excitement.

“Hello, Mr. Joplin,” she greets him as the barista brings her a Cappuccino.

“You walked here with Teddy, I see,” he smiles.

“I would’ve come on the bike, but it needs new tires,” she smirks.

A moment passes as they finish their pastries.

She reaches for her purse, “Please, allow me” he pleads. He drops a credit card on the table with the name Beatrice Joplin.

Blooded cousin too btw. I’ve jerk off to her more times than I can count and it makes me feel fucked in the head. Worse thing is it’s not like I’ve faced trauma during my childhood. My parents didn’t beat me, I was never sexually assaulted by my uncles or a priest.

I just fantasize about sleeping with my cousin and I’m not sure what to do.

This was a long time ago but I am allergic to fish, not in a way where my throat swells up and I can't breath. I just get hives and swell up with my lips, face and eyes.

Allergex helps, so I can eat fish and just take a pill. I'll be okay.

Now I don't eat in the morning, and lunch at school is at 11. I of course brought my pills with a doctors note to show my teachers, incase they think I'm doing drugs or something. Literally it was still in the chemist box and packaging with my information on.

Now, my one teacher didn't believe me, she was always difficult. So she took my pills and put them in her bag, because apparently she didn't want me doing drugs in school.

Now when lunch came around everyone was eating their food but me. Since at school you bring your own food, my friends only had enough food for them and I understand because school is like 9 hours long and you want to eat what you can. I'm starving, but being me I ate my tuna. I was hungry and if something happened I'll just blame my teacher since she took my pills.

After a while, my skin was ichy and I of course swelled up and looked like a red cabbage patch kid. I didn't really care that much, I was with my friends in the office as the principal and deputy were panicking. My friends told them that Mrs L took my allgercy pills and I got a reaction, my teacher got called into the office and brought the pills with her. I took them and healed, my cousin worked there at the time, she called my mum who took off with the printer for hiring stupid people who are putting kids lives at risk.

My teacher obviously got fired since she was seen as being too stupid to teach and a threat to her students.

This was so long ago, plus my allgercy isn't life or death but just being ichy and chubby

Few months ago, my brother randomly suggested that we should do something that is different and is interesting for our family gathering the next week. Instead of just the usual movie night with snacks like during most of our gatherings, my brother wanted to try playing outdoor games. After he said that, we all laughed a little (not that we’re mocking him) but because no one in our family was athletic. Then my cousin said something about inflatable volleyball courts, which to be honest, made me curious.

That same night after our meeting on our family gathering, I began searching online on my laptop. I first searched what inflatable volleyball courts look like and loved how they look. I was now really serious about buying it for our family gathering, so I searched more about it on google, reading reviews from other people. I remember when my cousin mentioned about inflatable volleyball courts, my cousin also said we should try searching it on online shopping sites like Amazon and Alibaba, so I did, and I saw so many options. I started comparing the different options that I saw.

Some of it were big floating courts used for huge events and resorts, while others were smaller and is what exactly we needed for our family gathering. I also learned that the heavy-duty PVC material is better if you wanted something that won’t easily break and would last long.

Of course, we ordered the small one since it was affordable and fits perfectly in our backyard. It was also very easy to set up and was not time consuming. We had so much fun playing volleyball during our gathering. We were thinking of doing that again in our next family gathering later on.

What fun activity do you guys do on your family gathering?

My friend and I were walking home after a party. For context, we live in a not-so-good part of town. It was late at night, I believe around 22:30, and it had been raining.

To our surprise, on our way home, we find two children alone in the car. I mostly saw this boy, who seemed around 8 years old. Since I know that my conscience wouldn't have let me sleep if I left, I decided to wait for their parents' return.

Almost 10 minutes had gone by, meanwhile, the little boy had locked each door individually, and turned off the car (yes, the keys were in the ignition this whole time). He was clearly afraid of my friend and me, so we decided to distance ourselves a little bit more, since he was clearly panicking at that point.

After waiting for a bit I decided to say in a loud tone, "Children should not be left alone in cars in a neighborhood full of prostitutes and drug addicts.", with the intent of someone hearing me and come check on their children. That's when his mom shows up and knocks on the child's window, asking him to unlock the door from the inside. I waited, looking at her, waiting for some kind of response. That's when she opened the passenger window and asked if I needed anything.

I decided to answer her in a firm but calm voice that children should not be left alone in cars, especially at night. That's when she responded back to me. Since I could not understand, I moved closer to the passenger window. She says, "If they were afraid, they could just go back home." So I repeated back that same thing that children should not be left alone at night.

During all of this, I only caught a small glimpse of the other child in the car, since the windows in the back had a darker tint, so I basically only saw that 8-year-old boy. The mom uses the argument that her daughter in the car is 14 years old, so I repeat the same thing back, and that's when she closes the window in my face and rolls her eyes.

After that, I realised that nothing would change her mind, so I just went on my merry way. With all this said, was I in the wrong?? I understand that I could have been nicer with what I said, but I feel like we live in an era where everything seems to be going wrong, so why risk your kids' lives?