I've just come back from dance lessons and its nine at night. I'm cold, tired and alone, their isn't a single person on the street. I'm stuck watching the crowd of girls standing their laughing and giggling in the alleyway. As they turned the corner I heard three ear-piercing shrieks, suddenly a hand touched my bag and yanked it clean off my shoulder. Their were three tall figures running away with my bag in the black out of the night .Never mind. I ran up to where the girls were standing and there with my bag...

Is this some type of mix up with me

By: Jayanna

mix up