Holy shit! I stayed late at school, which meant I was getting out of school about the same time as the elementary school. I saw a kid I knew, a freshman, pull a little girl into the bushes. I heard her screaming, and him yelling. The fucker was trying to rape her, I'm sure of it.
I pulled him away and she ran off. I beat the living shit out of the kid. I couldn't help myself. I left him there, lying in the dirt. He wasn't dead or nothing, but in pretty bad shape anyway. I could have killed him. I wanted to kill him, but thought of the little girl, and wanted to make sure she was OK even more than I wanted to kill that ass hole.
I couldn't find her. Hopefully she made it home OK.