I was 14/15 I think
so over 7 years ago
I was walking home without a care in the world
Suddenly a roadman appeared.....
Roadman: "Eyy, wot endz u from fam
"
Me: "I-I'm from home
"
Roadman: "EY SPEAK UP BLUD
"
Me:
Roadman: "ey fam you fink I'm a pussyhole init fam"
Me: "N-no"
Roadman
*getting more visibly aggressive* : "Wot u got for me fam?
"
I had my phone, wallet, sweets and iPod.
Me: *pulls out sweets* "I-i have these sweets
"
Roadman: "I DON'T WANT YOUR ****ING SWEETS
"
Me:
Roadman: *proceeds to pull out something from waist* "EY FAM I'M NOT GONNA ARKS U AGAIN YAKNA"
Me: "W-w-what?
" I just want my mommy at this point
He aggressively points a sharp looking object into my face and I realise it's a knife
Me: "W-what do you want
"
Roadman: "GIVE ME YOUR ****ING PHONE BLUD
" Whilst shoving the knife more and more towards my face
Me: " OMG I DON'T HAVE A PHONE
"
*I pull out my £1 coin that I had from lunch*
Me: "T-this is all I have
, t-take it
"
Roadman *clearly fed up at this point, didn't expect to deal with my nonsense today clearly*: "EYY BLUD *snatches pound out of my hand as I hand it to him like an offering* IF I SEE U ROUND THESE BITS AGAIN UR DEAD FAM"
*vanishes into the night*