The cops just left so i got to tell someone.
I was walking to work on the golf course(shortest route) and there are golf course houses along the golf course. The golfers get the least mad when im closest to the houses.
So im walking right against the fence when i hear someone in a house yell at me "HEY!" I ignore him because most people just yell my head off because im on the golf course. Well he yells again so I ignore him once again then I hear a rattle behind me, he had jumped the fence. I turned around to listen to him yell my head off but instead he asks "were you looking at my backyard?" I replied "no im sorry for making you think i did."
He then hits me in the temple I say "I am sorry for looking at your backyard" then i start to yell as loud as possible "HELP HELP HELP ME" there were 5, 5 golf course gardeners about 60 feet away and all they do is stare. He then throws another punch at me and hits me in the jaw peircing a hole in it, ripping it open 1/16 of an inch, and puncturing a parralel hole(to my lip, a hole going with my lip).
He turns around and walks to his home, I am lost and confused but make my way to the street were 4, 4 freakin cars pass by me and do nothing. While my face, hands, shirt, and pants all had large amounts of blood all over them. I get to my friends house by accident and pass out.
I wake up like 5 seconds later and im in a bed and my friends mom is taking care of me (finally somone with a shred of benevolance). My dad gets there, i check for if i was mugged, i wasn't, I go home.
We call the cops and with the cop we go to the house(i could faintly remeber where it was, i was still hazy) His dad opens the door and says that only two people live in the house. We go around back and found 5 poeple in the house through the window. As we come back around the mom is in her car and is about to leave the cop stops her and questions her and she (the mom) says that 6 people live there including a 18 year old step son who just left to go somewhere an hour ago.
We go to my house, fill out a report, and get the crime scene investigotor over to take picutres. My dad takes a few pictures and the cops leave and then im writing this.
Ill have pictures up in a few minutes. The picutres realy dont do justice because the blood was cleaned up.
I was walking to work on the golf course(shortest route) and there are golf course houses along the golf course. The golfers get the least mad when im closest to the houses.
So im walking right against the fence when i hear someone in a house yell at me "HEY!" I ignore him because most people just yell my head off because im on the golf course. Well he yells again so I ignore him once again then I hear a rattle behind me, he had jumped the fence. I turned around to listen to him yell my head off but instead he asks "were you looking at my backyard?" I replied "no im sorry for making you think i did."
He then hits me in the temple I say "I am sorry for looking at your backyard" then i start to yell as loud as possible "HELP HELP HELP ME" there were 5, 5 golf course gardeners about 60 feet away and all they do is stare. He then throws another punch at me and hits me in the jaw peircing a hole in it, ripping it open 1/16 of an inch, and puncturing a parralel hole(to my lip, a hole going with my lip).
He turns around and walks to his home, I am lost and confused but make my way to the street were 4, 4 freakin cars pass by me and do nothing. While my face, hands, shirt, and pants all had large amounts of blood all over them. I get to my friends house by accident and pass out.
I wake up like 5 seconds later and im in a bed and my friends mom is taking care of me (finally somone with a shred of benevolance). My dad gets there, i check for if i was mugged, i wasn't, I go home.
We call the cops and with the cop we go to the house(i could faintly remeber where it was, i was still hazy) His dad opens the door and says that only two people live in the house. We go around back and found 5 poeple in the house through the window. As we come back around the mom is in her car and is about to leave the cop stops her and questions her and she (the mom) says that 6 people live there including a 18 year old step son who just left to go somewhere an hour ago.
We go to my house, fill out a report, and get the crime scene investigotor over to take picutres. My dad takes a few pictures and the cops leave and then im writing this.
Ill have pictures up in a few minutes. The picutres realy dont do justice because the blood was cleaned up.



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