strange boy experience

We were walking Molly, around 5:00? There was this boy running down the street, being chased by his two friends. Stuff went on, I didn’t pay attention.

We turned around and walked in the other direction, because Molly wanted to go that way.

The boy called out to us, “Hi.” I looked at him. He was standing behind a car. One of his friends was holding a camcorder, and recording. ¬_¬ grr. I waved my arm, and said hi.

“Hey, where are your shoes?”
“They’re in the house.”
He ran after us. “Why aren’t you wearing your shoes? It’s dangerous.”
“It’s not dangerous.”
“Is it a family tradition?”
I laughed. “Well, not on my dad’s side. … I don’t know!” He stopped walking with us, in the middle of the intersection.
“Like my outfit?” He was wearing some sort of padding under his shirt, or a pillow, and a pirate’s hat.
“Very interesting.”
“What about my hat?”
“It’s cool!”
And he ran off to join his friends.

That was a weird experience. Even weirder was the fact that I talked to them, instead of ignoring them and running off. O.O

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