Unbroken Novel

"Amina" the voice called. My pace increases as I hurried through the street, there are just a few people, mainly minding their own businesses. "Aminatu" another voice shouted again. I recognize the voice so well. That's the problem with our area boys, always looking for people's trouble. I've warned them so many times about calling me 'Aminatu' but they still went along. As I have better things to do, I choose to ignore them, if not I would've given them a piece of my mind. I'm the kind of person who doesn't tolerate any act of unjust. I almost tripped on a stone by their yelling, it'll be of no use right now, my only thought is to see myself at home...