Unfiltered Story #28223
(It’s the Moon Festival, or the “Mid Autumn Festival.” My friend and I are eating in the back as it is too loud up in the front. I’m eating some snacks when a group of kids show up.)
Me: “Hey. [Friend], I’m going to go get some sodas; can you watch my food?”
Friend: “Sure.”
(When I return I see my friend surrounded by the group of kids, two of which are 14 or 15.)
Me: Ummm, what’s going on?
Friend: I don’t know…
Kid #1: Hey you!
Me: What?
Kid #1: You left your food here, you’re littering, you’re destroying the Earth you idiot!
Me: I just went to pick up sodas, I asked my friend to watch my food so this didn’t happen.
Friend: (Gives the death glare to kids)
Kid #2: Whatever, just don’t do it again!
(They then move to the other side of the area)
Me: FINALLY, they were annoying.
(Later those kids return throwing a water bottle at us)
Friend: (Angrily) Hey stop!
Kid #1: (Laughs) Ha, whatever. (Keeps kicking)
Friend: You were yelling at us for littering, look at what you’re doing!
Kid #3: Psh, we’ll do what we want (Walks to other side)
(Our last encounter was the worst.)
Friend: Hey check out this pen I found, (Uses back of pen on wall making the pen make little dots on her hand)
Kid #1: HEY! YOU’RE DOING GRAFFITI!
Me: Umm, no she isn’t she’s not even writing on the wall.
Kid #2: (Whips out phone ) I’m recording this to show to the police, my dad’s an officer, so ha!
Me: (Losing temper) I DARE YOU TO COME OVER HERE, THERE IS NO INK ON THIS WALL WHAT SO EVER!
Kid #2: My dad’s a police officer, so I can beat you up with out getting arrested.
Me: Oh you want to play dirty?
Friend: “You shouldn’t have done that.
Kid #1: H-hey, what are you doing?
(With a creepy grin I step closer, and I pull out a bottle of tic tacs in a medicine bottle)
Me: Oh you poor kids, you had such a long life ahead of you…
Kids: Umm, what…
Me: My father’s a pharmacist, so I can poison you can I? If you’re dead….Who’s going to tell daddy?
Kids: (Runs away)
Friend: (Rolls over with laughter) Nice one!
Me: They had it coming. Little snots.
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