Chapter one hundred and seven

"You are talking to someone who doesn't give up on something he was challenged to do." He looked at me and turned away immediately.

"Carrie, for my sake I am talking to leave that guy You never listen to anything I say. I am really pissed with you Mister Man."

I said using my hands to hit my forehead repeatedly.

"C'mon let's go," Carrie said, pulling me out of the dirty area. I was sad and down. I could not even understand what we saw.

After she told me a story, I could not sleep. I was down and so scared. Firstly, I didn't understand what the story meant. I was scared.

Jessica usually told me nice and cool stories, especially at night. It helped me to sleep perfectly. I didn't know how to react.

"So what are you trying to do by telling such a sad and dark story about people fighting?" I asked.