“What is your name?” Hailey felt unprotected and on her own,but what would happen if she told this creep her name?
“I really gotta go,” she said with slight fear. “Nice to meet you,” he said. “you too, hey how old are you?” “21,” he said.
“Why, how old are you?” The pain of fear again shot down all the way down to her stomach,and stinging. “I really gotta go now dude.” “Okay just tell me how old you are, and where you live and your name.” Hailey was really frighted this guy just looked like a petafile. “Hailey,” her mother called.
“Hailey is it?” “Why wouldn’t you tell me your name, hailey?”
Hailey looked up and shugged. “Don’t be wrot, now tell me how old you are.”“I’m not going to hurt you I swear.”