I was walking down the street one time when a cargo motorcycle full of middle school boys drove past me.
One of them slapped me on my behind.
I screamed in surprise. They mimicked me and laughed.
None of the passersby even looked in my direction.
I was in shock. I didn't know what to do.
When I finally processed what had happened, I started running after them, but they were too far ahead.
I burst into tears.
I now hate going out on my own more than ever.
I just wish someone would tell me why they did what they did.