In the Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

This is the day I wanted to never happen on 19th November 2009. When I made a mistake, I was doing something I regretted in the wrong place. People are calling for a riot against the new law from simple protest actions to full-scale civil war. The clouds were black riot shield officials who instructed everyone to stop, but nobody asked. Some people think that it is an opportunity to steal it and offer it to myself and family, without knowing that everyone is rioting.

As a woman, I am always keenly warning This is something the man can forget. Fear of women is that the wrong individuals and groups of people are in the wrong place at the wrong time. The motive for this person to hurt me and my daughter is not important. The important thing is whether he has the chance to overwhelm me. If you are not accustomed to the long-standing fear of violence against women, it is difficult to understand how the number of voting cards will change my experience in my life. Today may not be threatened two days ago. But, looking at the burning redness of a country that supports disgusted feminism, racist hatred against qualified women will certainly change my perception of my own safety. It changed how I am sending my daily life, the number of times I see my shoulder every day, the period I feel safe, and how I am concerned about the children.

In most cases, I feel like a fish outside the water - there is a danger of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Since I was caught up in emotions, it did a lot of things. My opinion occasionally warned instead of the red of the complete code, because my mind refuses to get involved in the corners of people not belonging to it and belonging. Tonight I was chewed and spit on the corner of a hopeless street - again. Your good-bye will appear again (gathered up and gathered) like an answering machine greeting but the phone will drop before I leave a message. I noticed that I still have a phone, and I am confused. I saw my reflection in a humble shop window, and that neon light was ridiculed: "Try it!"