There are a lot of things I would expect out of life. Many that I am working towards now. But never in my life would I ever think that while walking down the road, a random stranger would walk up to me and get down on one knee and propose to me. Yes, a complete stranger. I have no idea who this young man is, but if anything, he has special tastes. He looks to be around fifteen while I, well, I look way too young. "Why won't you marry me!?"
Yep, this is the same question I have been asked over a hundred times now. And my answer has been still the same: "I do not need a man nor any kind of love. I just want to continue my travels in peace and quiet. How many times do I need to repeat myself!? In this past week, this is the over one hundred times you have proposed to me! Do I need to start getting violent!?" I yelled while kicking him to the side, sending him flying off into the field next to us as I stomped forward. I just wanted to get rid of this idiot!
