I am 24 and they are out to get me.

I know this is true and I have the proof.

I was in Town the other night on my long way home from a mates house. I was admiring the new look in the city and I was happy. This is where it all went down-hill. I went into a shop and bought my cigarettes and my bus ticket and I could feel him waiting outside watching as I got my change from the cashier.
I walked back outside and continued on to my bus-stop. That was when he made his move. He came up alongside me, his eyes blood shot from all the alcohol he'd been drinking(I smelled it off him) and possibly from one too many doobs. He looked up at me, which isn't hard for a 14 year old knacker, and told me his first story. He was living rough on the streets(awwwwwww!!!!!), his mother was dead and his father had run off(everyone, awwwwwwwwwww!!!!!).
I thought to myself, "It ain't going to happen", and smiled and continued walking. He asked me for some spare change so that he could get a hostel for the night. I tell you this from experience, a hostel in Dublin would require a lot of spare change as it cost upwards on 20 euro. Straight away I told the kid no and walked on.
You have to admire his dumb persistance. Could he not see that I despised him? He then changed his story hoping to trick me into believing his pity. He told me that he was cold and hungry(duh, what do you expect if you live on the streets) and that he already had a room in a hostel(hold it right there and back up, earlier he said he wanted a room) and if I could just spare a little change to get him some food(my advice, get a pointy stick and hire yourself out to a seedy hotel to solve their rat problems killing 2 problems with 1 pointy stick. He gets food i.e. the dead rats, and he gets paid to rent a room.)
Anyway, I told him no again and he has the balls to call me a bastard because I'd made him walk along and tell me different versions of his story. I never asked him to walk with me, I hate his kind. I wasn't bored enough to want to hear his stories either and even if I was, I'd call my brother and ask him how his day was.

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