I was walking through the streets, minding my own business, when suddenly a guy grabs my shoulder. “Excuse me, could you tell me where I can find the station?” he asked me. I frowned angrily. How can he?! Just grabbing my shoulder and ask me such a rude question? “No, I can’t and don’t be so impolite!” I walked away with a firm pace, leaving the scary and threatening man behind me in the middle of the street. I shook off the worries from what just happened. It was a beautiful day and I was not going to let it be ruined by some jack-ass. “I want to join the song,” she said.
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