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date: Monday, November 9, 2009
title: shy, even towards an 8 year old kid.
time: 4:54 PM

Sorry, girl who had troubles paying the bus fare due to a-lot of stuff you were carrying. You were like, troubled from what I saw. When you ran out of the bus crying, I didn't know what to do. I wanted to ask, but it seems that there were people looking and I was paranoid that people would think I was a Pedophile or a molester or maybe even a kidnapper. So if you could see, I waited for you at the bus-stop until someone came to help you. All the drama of using my phone, talking to someone was just fake, so I could see you through your shit. You should thank that auntie, for really having a kind heart and going all the trouble to help you.

Sorry 8-year old white girl, I was being a wussy; as usual.