Grateful for the stranger

I remember when I was young and on a crowded bus. Some guy touched my leg, and I was too scared to say anything. An old man noticed and stepped in, making the guy back off. So grateful for that stranger

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  1. once I was with a friend of mine in the park, she had gone away for a moment to get something from her house that she had forgotten and then I was left alone. After a while a gentleman approaches me and says: What are you doing here all alone? I reply that I was with a friend of mine I walk away and go to a swing, And the old man gets behind me and starts touching me and I don't know what to say so I stay still until a stranger sees me and threatens the old man to call the police. I'm so grateful for that stranger.

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