Bush thugs

I was walking down the street when I saw some thugs heading towards me. I tried to ignore them and focussed on reading a leaflet I was holding that was given to me by one of the guys from the improv comedy class I go to in real life, called Devonte. The thugs kept following me down the street, but then they got in a car and drove off.

I ran home and hid in the neighbour’s bush. The thugs followed me in their car, but they couldn’t find me. I stayed hidden in the bush and watched as they got out of the car and looked for me. I waited until they left and then stayed there a while just in case. While I was there, I saw some kids throwing glass bottles and smashing them on the floor.