I can't begin to express the anger I feel towards how violent the people of this planet are becoming.
My first experience with a violent teen was when I was 58. I was walking up my street with a few bags of groceries and this girl and 2 of her friends were walking towards me. I moved to the side to let them by and one of them sped up towards me and shoulder checked me. I put my bags down walked up behind her, spun her around, cupped my hand under her chin and lifted her up in mid air. I walked her over to a lawn put her flat on the grass and held her there. I looked down at her and said, I am a 58 year old woman and no one has ever laid a hand on me my entire life till you did that. Now lil missy you are going to apologize to me or I will carry you to your school to talk to the principal. She said, I'm sorry. I told her never to do that to anyone ever again. I think I scared the shit out of her. I let her go , helped her up, told her to be on her way, grabbed my bags and walked 10 feet to my front door. Thank God for some martial arts training I received in my younger years.
I stopped looking at the news on a daily basis because it seems like daily there are mass murders around the world. I am truly scared when I go outside in case something violent happens. I am so in tune with my surroundings, alwayskeeping my eyes going in all directions watching every thing and every person.