Been living in this neighborhood (parents' house) since 1995, where everyone knows everybody.
The people are so nice, and helpful, everything you'd like from a place to live in, we have it all here. Until this morning–
—I was walking home, and alone, I just finished with my fruits and veggies shopping... And I almost reached home when this man (older than me), he drove his vehicle and start cat—calling me, kinda pushy and insisted on "helping me" to carry my goodie bags, and gave me a ride home.
I said "No"… (edited) read more