Lonely paths

This evening we took a stroll into school. It was me and my friend. We usually go into school to catch up with football matches.

We were on our way and then we reached this particular dark zone. It's usually very scanty without people and it was evening but then we met up with another friend who was also entering school so we started conversing and he started a story that just happened recently of a young boy who was using the same path as we were and was molested by two other guys who got access to him.

It was a strange experience, a very weird one. We stood there for a moment and then continued walking. It was so weird and horrifying, two guys dealing with another guy, an innocent guy who was only, who knows where he was going to?

It had become painfully clear that navigating this lonely path during the evening was a gamble, especially between the hours of 7 PM and midnight. With each passing day, we always heard more scary stories about that road.

We decided then, as we walked in hastened steps that it was best to avoid this route whenever possible. It wasn't worth risking our safety for.