A day like today is one of the reasons I dream to cease to exist in this world.
During the night, the power went out. Phone dead. No alarm. No track of time.
Since my alarm didn't go off at 7am, like it was supposed to, I ended up waking up at 11am. Now, I am 17 years old; I'm still in high school, as a senior. I'm in online school this year. One of the main mandatory things you have to do is to attend these things called "LAB" at least five hours a week, every week. I had to leave for LAB at 1pm. Don't get me wrong, I go. Though it turns out, LAB isn't on Fridays.
I only had enough bus money to get to LAB, where my mum would pick me up at 6pm after she got off of work. Since there was no LAB and I had no money left, I was forced to walk the three miles home.
Nearly just 10 minutes after I started walking home, a man approached me. He asked me where I was from, if I lived in the area, if I had a phone number, if I wanted to go somewhere with him, and said that his "mum" was coming to pick him him up and he wanted to know if I wanted to go back to his place. Of course, I said no. He didn't like that answer.
He then shoved me to the ground and proceeded to punch and kick me. When he saw the chance, he tried to take advantage of me, where I kicked him in the bollocks and ran. I ran, and ran, and ran, but I could still hear him yelling, "I WILL FIND YOU." I kept running until I got near the middle school. Only three people asked me what was wrong, the whole three miles.
When I finally got home, I was limping, bleeding, and bruised. No one was home except for my little sister who was still asleep. It was 3pm by then.
There's nothing I can do. I have a terrible memory, I barely remember what he looked like.