Rachel, one of Amber's friends came to you. Amber was actually with Rachel when she bumped into you. Rachel and Amber had been racing down the street. She lost her shoe and that is why she was way behind. But it didn't take too long for her to put her shoe back on and catch up.
"Come on Amber," she said pulling you away from the scene. "My mom is waiting."
You were confused for a moment. Something was wrong but you didn't know what exactly. "Sure thing," you said and you and Rachel started skipping towards her house. When you had gotten far away so as not to be heard Rachel asked,"What did the man want?"
"I don't know," you said. Something about not wanting to be a stinky boy."
"Why would he say that?"
"Maybe he wished he was like us. We have it all over stinky boys. I hate all boys, not just stinky ones!"
"Me too."
Rachel's house was only a few houses down so it took no time to get there. Rachel's mother was indeed waiting at the door. She saw what had happened.
"Amber, you didn't hurt yourself, did you?" Mrs. Clapton (Rachel's mom) said.
"No, I am alright."
"Let's play dolls," Rachel said. You go with her. You knew something wasn't quite right, but you didn't know what.
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