I was walking down Kaibab(don't ask me why.) around 7 PM. And this idiot who had a hispanic descent calls me from behind and asks where I am from. This guy is wearing a large red shirt, and a long sleeve black shirt. I told him that I am from around here. He asks "east or west side." I told him I'm not going to tell him. So he asks me a couple of times and I give him the same answer, so he gets really impatient and punches me really really hard in the right jaw. Surprisingly, I swing back, but he runs off before I can do anything. There was a white SUV stopped with its lights on in the middle of the road, and people were watching me. I couldn't tell if he was with them or not. So I'm walking home trying to stay conscious. So I tell Tim's parents and we look for him. We never found him. I'll probably never see that asshole again, but I started crying cause I'm a big pussy.
dude. call the cops. i hope you already did but it's really never too late. there were four random mexican dudes walking around my street at like 10:45 and i didnt wanna get out of my car so i drove around, parked somewhere, called the cops and came back when nobody was there.
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