Out of control
I'm writing this journal in the vain hope that I can understand what is happening or that someone might be able to help me. How I ended up in this situation I still don't understand
They were at it again! This time I wouldn't bother banging on the window at the three sixteenyear old lads who kept cutting through my garden trampling on my plants and flowers. I shot out of the back door.
"Oi! Stop that! This is private property."
"I told you he would!"
I glanced at the lad who had shouted this, just as the three of them rushed me. I'm onl... Continue»