CARS

To Whom It May Concern,

You don't know me but I know a little about you. You come in cars to the Waitrose car park near my home each Saturday and have done for two months at about 1 am. You play loud music, drink, sniff whatever substance you have, smoke weed, sing along to your favourite songs, dance around and break things. You get cross at my neighbours and scream at them until your friends tell you to stop, by which time the entire neighbourhood is awake. You have arguments with girlfriends and others down your phones. You stay until approximately 3 am. You permeate my dreams with your idea of fun; drunken aggression. Why are you persisting to do this? I don't like your idea of fun and I certainly don't like singing along to your favourite songs. You come through rain and shine, why don't you drive somewhere else where people can't hear you? It's bullying and it needs to stop! You are ruining my summer, yet I will never have the chance to ruin yours.

Miss Francis