8:30am. Walking down a wide tree lined street in a suburban neighborhood passing large but cozy houses. Sort of McMansion Jr’s. A boy, maybe 16 or 17 years old, walks towards me on this otherwise vacant street. We lock a gaze and as I look into his greyish blue eyes, I feel an odd cold tingling of “off-ness” in his stare. I look away and as he passes me he grabs my shoulders so I stop. He then squeezes my breasts hard in his hands, and lets go and runs fast away from me. I remain stunned. Heart racing. Nauseous.
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