I was at a restaurant with my parents and we were just leaving when this little boy comes up to my dad and kicks him in the……um…the middle. My dad was in pain after that, the little boy yelled something in another language, I think it was German. Unfortunately, I do not know German. His mother did not care about what her child was doing. The kid followed us out of the restaurant, still yelling. When he finally stopped yelling and returned to the restroom, I turned around and saw the kid staring at us through the window in the restaurant. I have never prayed to God so much in my life before, that kid was scary. I still don’t know what he was saying, maybe it was racism, I don’t know.
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