Yesterday I was walking on the street of a famous town with my grandma. Im 13. A tall men with long hair came out of a club and started following us, I didn’t notice at first. After he took every turn, I started to worry, but my grandma can’t walk very fast. A woman yelled from a few meters: “what is wrong with you?! Trying to molest a child?!”. We both turn around and I notice the man had his hand very close to my behind. She scared him away, she was also very drunk, but saved me from a worse experience
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