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This will be my last ever update on this, because on Wednesday coming, I'm moving home. I realise a lot of you who read my original posts think I'm just being a moany bastard and that I should "let kids be kids", but it's past this now.

1. About a week after my update post, two boys aged 13 opened my front door and came straight into my home while I was sitting working. I jumped up to tell them to get lost, and they started shouting and calling me a cunt. They threw a vase at me and smashed a photo of my dead grandfather that was hanging up before running out and calling me a fucking cow. They were just trying their luck with houses to rob and weren't expecting me to be sitting there, they basically got a warning from the police and sent home.
2. My neighbour who lives two houses away is 78. She has a small shelter in her front garden that the squirrels and hedgehogs use. Someone set fire to it and it caught onto her front hedge, fire department had to evacuate her home.
3. Two groups of kids ended up fighting in the street, and throwing glass bottles at each other. Appreciate the ones who were aiming for my car, that was a fun surprise the next morning.
4. Leaving my home one day, two girls came up to me while I was trying to get into my car. One asked for £5 off me and then the both of them tried to grab my bag and run away. Fanny #1 fell into the car door and fanny #2 almost got away with it, but dropped her phone into my car in the process so we ended up trading. Sarah & Chloe, around 15 & Knightswood Secondary uniforms. Boots.
5. I've had stones, glass bottles, sticks, a walking stick??? and an actual brick thrown at me. Police are fucking useless and don't even bother coming out. GHA had to come out twice because they broke my upstairs window and ripped my letterbox off.
6. It's now an everyday occurance, and I have no idea why I'm suddenly being targeted specifically. Maybe someone saw the posts and figured out that I was the one who wrote it, being the youngest person on this street.

I grew up in literal poverty. I've been bullied as a kid for being the "tramp" in the class, I was left out and never included and have worked my way up to get a good job and great friends because I no longer have a family. I was in and out of foster care and can deal with a lot of shit thrown at me, but I'm at my breaking point with this. So on Wednesday, I'm moving into Drumchapel. I've already met a few neighbours and some of the "young team" who tried to console me as I sat crying on the stairs of the close. I appreciate the guy who brought me a bag of chips and the neighbours who sat with me for a good hour to tell me they're going to look after me. So hopefully, things will get better for me and I hope you all stay safe from these arseholes, thanks for reading x

Marked NSFW for swearing, couldn't help myself.