42. Jumping to Conclusions
I was riding my bike around the block when this mom came out of her house with her tiny son yelling at me for bullying her son. I had never seen her son before and I certainly never bullied him but I guess I looked like someone who did and the son argued that it definitely was me. I felt really bad. I said I didn’t do it but they didn’t believe me. I felt bad cause I’d probably do the same if I was a mom.