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This happened about two months ago and I still get chills every time I think about it, so when I'm in construction and whenever I leave work, I always like to go to the gas station to buy some snacks on this particular day in question. I left work. 7:00 p.m. I was heading to my local gas station to buy some drinks and candy when I walked into the gas station and saw a guy leaving just as I was walking in, I had my snack drink and then paid as I was walking to my car I heard someone calling someone , so I decided to turn around and the gas station worker was outside and then he said hey you didn't pay for those items.

I said: what are you talking about? I literally just paid for them to come here and pay or I will call the police and have you arrested. Then I said no, I literally just paid for this, like I just told you, I noticed that while he was saying all this, he was pointing at my car and kind of hinting at something, then he started motioning for me to come to him, so I decided to walk up to him and he walked me inside once we got inside and then he said something absolutely chilling to me: there is someone inside your car when you were paying, I noticed on the cameras that someone was entering your car with a knife in their hand .

I was absolutely shocked and totally confused by this when I went to look at my car, my back door was wide open, I walked towards it. but there was no one inside, I didn't bother calling 9-1-1 since I really didn't want to file a report and go through all that. I don't know what happened to the guy I was going to receive. in my car or whatever he was planning to do, but to this day I am very grateful to that worker for possibly saving my life and remember, always lock your doors. The story takes place a long time ago, on a freezing December night in 2007.

I had gone to a friend's Christmas party and now I am returning to my apartment. On the way back there is some construction blocking the exit to the highway that I needed to get home. This is before the days when GPS navigators and maps were quite common. phones, I decided to stop at a nearby gas station and ask the employee how to get to the next exit so I could get on the highway. As I walk towards the store, a young woman appears seemingly out of nowhere and begins walking towards me. Her side makes me nervous, she's wearing a very torn black hoodie just underneath a thick windbreaker and a pair of baggy cargo pants, I turn around and start walking faster hoping I can get into the store and avoid her, She shouts, hey. wait, I pretend I can't hear her and keep walking, but then she screams again, this time quite loudly, wait and waves her arms at this point, I can't really ignore her now, so I apprehensively turn to look at her.

Now that she's closer to her I can see her face a little more clearly, the enormous amount of makeup she's wearing doesn't hide her sunken red eyes. I'm not going to lie, her face was pretty attractive, but somehow I don't know, that just made her look even more disturbing to me before she even starts talking to me. I just know this is going to be a problem. Then what do you want? I tell him. Yes. So I know I don't know you, but could you do me a big favor. The car won't start and I think the battery is dead.

Can you start my car? It's right there. The woman points to a vehicle parked on the other side of the parking lot. No sorry, I don't have jumper cables in my car. Tell her I think they sell that stuff here at the gas station why don't you buy some and then you can help me, she says with a smile, I realize she's trying to flirt with me, I'm sorry but I can. I can't help you, I tell her this and start walking away hoping she will take the hint. Instead, she grabs me by the arm and walks over to me.

Come on, a hot guy like you, you can't help me. You seem really cool, what's your name? I'm Tiffany, she puts her arm around my waist and then tries to hug me. I can smell the stench of the cigarette mixed with the perfume coming from her now, as a young single man in his 20s would normally welcome an attractive young woman. She approaches me and I admit that I was quite tempted by her, but there is something really shady about this. I push his arm away from her. Look, I can't help you. Ask someone else. I decide right away that I really need to get away from this girl. and I start walking back to my car thinking I'll drive somewhere else and ask for directions, of course she follows me.

Hey, come on, don't walk away, where's your Christmas spirit? I really want to meet you, she goes back to my car. she says as she once again grabs my arm I shake her and keep walking I get to my car and open the driver's side door she walks to the passenger side and literally tries to open it look I told you I can't help you I yell at her as I get in my car and I close the door I start the engine and she runs to the driver's side and hits the glass I want to get away but she is positioned in such a way that I could run the risk of hitting her if I leave the parking space I roll down the window slightly and then I tell him to look one last time, I'm not going to help you get away from my car and go for a walk, his demeanor instantly changes from funny and flirty to angry and hostile, then he yells at me, you fucking loser, like if you ever I would have let him touch me anyway.

Screw you, she kicks in my door and runs back to her car. I'm actually a little surprised by what she's done. I'm ready to get out of the car and call the police, but to my

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, when I look, I see her get into the passenger seat of her car and watch another man emerge from the shadows and then get into the driver's seat. he is carrying what looks like an ice scraper in his hand my heart starts pounding when i hear the other car's engine and then it starts up she had been lying about her car not being able to start i realized with fear that There's no time to call the police now.

I have to get out of here right now. I got out of that gas station faster than I had ever done in my life and hit the road. I can see the other car, then I got out and then started following me in my rearview mirror thus beginning what would later become the most dangerous minutes of driving of my life. Then I started driving as fast as I could away from the other car, they chase me honking while trying to catch up with me. I take every turn I can and go around some cars. I come to a traffic light that's about to turn red and I see my chance.

Now I slow down a little and the traffic light turns red. I wait a couple of seconds and then I go through the light and get a few horns from oncoming traffic, but I don't care at this point. I look in the rearview mirror and I can see the other car slamming on the brakes at the red light. I drive away as quickly as possible and stop at a nearby subdivision. I take a few turns and drive to the neighborhood parking lot near a dark house. I turn off the lights and finally take a few minutes to breathe.

My heart is pounding a mile a minute. I can barely sit still I wait a few minutes to try to calm my nerves and finally I start driving back the way I came when I enter the road there is no sign of the car it seems I have lost them I finally drive down to another gas station and then ask for directions there. I also tell the employee that there's a crazy couple on the loose trying to lure people into a trap by claiming his battery is dead, but he doesn't seem as interested as I can.

I don't really blame him because he didn't really have much information to give. I never got a good look at the car or its license plate. I make it safely back to my apartment when I get out of my car and look at my on the driver's side door, luckily the dent that girl made with her kick wasn't that bad nor did it cause too much damage over a decade later, that story is still one of the scariest things that has ever happened to me. I will never forget the look of pure malice the girl gave me when she then yelled at me and kicked the door.

I guess she was an addict of some kind. I really do not know. I have no idea who that other guy was or what they intended to do to me. Sometimes I think to myself what would have happened to me if she had let her seduce me into that trap. That thought alone chills me to this day, so to all of you, don't let your head between your legs think for your head between your legs. shoulders, especially if she aggressively approaches you for no good reason, also Tiffany and I really doubt that's your real name. You can rot in hell.

You and that bastard you were with, it's been almost 13 years, but I still hope I never see you again. any of you ever again, a young white man who looked to be about 25 years old walked through my window at the gas station where he worked. He was nicely dressed in a new red Nike sweater, new Nike shoes, and a new baseball cap, and also freshly shaved, I walked up to the window and he asked me about a particular energy drink that we don't really sell, so there's no nothing too strange yet when I tell him we don't have it and he looks super dejected and just stands there.

For about two minutes without saying anything, I'm a pretty patient person and deal with a lot of strange people quite often, so I just wait quietly for the young man, then he asks me what I should do and I tell him what he then starts doing. Tell me you haven't eaten in two days and he asked me what he should do. This is usually a ploy to get free stuff. I said, Well, you could buy some food. You have money? He says: I have two dollars but we really want an energy drink, we go back and forth for about a minute until I tell him that he should probably go to the local shelter since they will give him some free food, this is obviously not what he wanted and without say one more word and he runs away.

I think man, that's super weird and then I go back to cleaning the store about an hour later, the guy comes back when he comes back, it seems like whatever he took hit him pretty hard, Akara had followed him and a lady spoke to him in a very loud voice. tall, although I can't really understand what she's saying, he smiles at her and nods, then turns around as she walks away, and then approaches the window once again with a big smile on his face. I ask him what I can give him and he answers. Your eyes are green, did you know that it is a very rare gene?

I just nod and smile, since my eye color seems to attract a lot of comments anyway and I know better than to push strange conversations at 3am. m., continue, it means that you have light in your soul light of the rainbow within you your name contains the name of the wrath of the sun god in Egyptian culture you are part of the creation in the universe I frown and say nothing to him since wearing a name tag always seems to elicit strange comments as well, he continues. I have a very special two dollar bill in three quarters that, if invested correctly, will be worth a lot of money.

I will pay with these, you must keep them and then use them to make money. I then proceeded to put three quarters of a two dollar bill and a pineapple in my box. I think to myself how strange that is, so he assumes I'll be able to do anything with the money when it's the gas station's money, not mine, and he put a damn pineapple in the box. I asked him what do you want to buy and explained that he can buy water, chocolate and tea with the amount he gave me, which also solves his problem of wanting to eat, drink caffeine and stay hydrated.

Then he agrees with my suggestions, he seems very grateful to me because I receive the items from him while he smiles very brightly at me through the window. I am completely stressed out by unwanted eye contact all the time while I am collecting transactions. He runs to the gas pumps and starts looking at the roof of the pumps, this goes on for a good three minutes, then he turns around and comes back, I give him his items and change and once again he starts talking to me about love and light . him in the universe and then he asked me why I returned the coins.

I also want to add that they were not the same coins. He was literally just giving her change back. I explained to him that I can't keep them because he is against it. the company policy for keeping customers changes, then he decides to run in the direction of the highway that is right in front of my work with his items and then disappears into the darkness, definitely one of the strangest and creepiest encounters I have ever had until now. This happened to me last Christmas. Now, for Christmas, I had three different house parties to go to, so I decided to split my time so I could see them all.

That's why I really wanted to dress very elegantly and put on the

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makeup possible. I guess you could say I'm pretty attractive and I guess the makeup and pretty dress were over the top. First I spent the day with my family and then I went to the party at my

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friend's house. Her family is a lot like mine and we had a great time. I actually stayed there much longer than I should have and ended up leaving just as it was getting dark. Now I'm going to my boyfriend's family party. As I was driving there, I realized he needed gas.

I was really trying to do it. decide ifI should get gas and arrive even later. I decided to lose weight because I knew I would be leaving home quite late and I didn't want to get gas by myself at midnight or something I don't normally do. I really like going to that gas station because I've been booed there many times before and what do you know? I walk into the pump and the first thing I hear when I leave is hey, sexy, you have a very nice body, boy. He's calling me from his car window, I just make a half smile, awkward thing, this was just a few seconds after I got out of my car, I'm standing there at the pump and for some damn reason it's not working, he just keeps saying it's not there. reading my card and that there is some kind of problem with it, but I keep trying because I just want to get out of there because during this whole fight I get booed twice as many guys hanging out or their Windows was really starting to scare me at this point, a junk car pulls up to the pump next to me and this is a serious junk car, like it didn't even have a whole door, it looked like it had some kind of elastic shock absorber. cable that held it together I had a bad vibe and decided to go in and pay for gas with the cashier, the guy who was driving the junk car then gets out and goes in too, but I feel like he's getting too close to me, so once I get there to the door, I open it and let him go first as if I were holding the door for him.

I just didn't want him to be behind me. He starts saying how sweet I am and he was getting. Really creepy, it looked like he had done really hard drugs and the way he was looking at me really made my stomach turn. It seems like he was also about my age, which he was 21, in case I didn't mention it, he was waiting in line. and he was getting lingering looks, but that didn't really bother me as much as the cat calls, so once I finally get to the cashier, he says, oh, I can't give you gas.

I say, uh, why the hell not? and then he starts making some excuse for why I can't sell Broncos fans my bag is a Broncos bag. I'm like a friend, I'm trying to get out of here. Hurry up. I gave him a dirty look enough to get him started. Calling me on the button, then he starts trying to talk to me about random crap that I don't even care enough to remember as I walk to my car, I think the one who is now like the sixth guy that bothers me boos me. Now this is where I get the most scared, the junk car guy was right behind me leaving the station, he walks up to his car and is probably there for about a minute.

I'm finally pumping gas when I hear the car say that. The guy with the junk car closes the door and a second guy walks out with him. Now the second guy looks much scarier than him and then starts staring at me. He is being very creepy and he looks me up and down. My heart is literally pounding. Now, just remembering this part, he starts walking towards me and is walking around the bomb when I hear a guy behind me, a cat calling me from his truck. The guy still says some really kinky things to me as he rounds the corner and then crashes into a mustang head on, guy number two in the junk car literally jumping back at the noise.

It takes me about a second to process what the hell just happened, then I hit the gas and get in my car as quickly as possible and then they back up and the two of them get out of there. The really creepy junk car guys are like screaming with laughter now telling me look what I did they're literally laughing like you just made it crash look what you did I backed out of there like they do in the movies they literally I had. I stopped the gas for about four dollars because I didn't want to stay there for another second.

I don't even know how to explain how I felt. It was like I was shaking and crying and also laughing at the same time. I actually had to scream in my car just to get rid of this feeling. What surprised me the most is that the gas station was full but they were not ashamed to boo me like that in this area I was in there is not even a lot of crime, I really don't understand how this happened in the first place, I called my dad immediately and I couldn't even tell the story, I was just laughing like crazy because it felt so surreal after that happened, my boyfriend.

Now he always goes with me to get gas there, if he knows I'm getting gas near him he always drives to the parking lot to make sure I'm okay. I have never been back to that gas station or worn that dress when I was 19? My current age is 23. At the time I worked at a dog facility and Murphy's was the closest gas station. I was driving a very old truck at the time, so you can't. I trust the gas gauge too much. I put my card in and started pumping gas when this very tall man walked around my truck and then started talking to me which is totally fine but he came out of nowhere and proceeded to take the nozzle out of my hand and then started pumping my gas, which in my opinion was a bit strange for me.

He then asked me what I was doing pumping my own gas and I proceeded to politely tell him that I was an adult and I really don't need anyone to do it for me, he then asked me if I had a boyfriend, I told him yes and screamed in my head how much I wanted for him to be there, then looked around. and then he said: well, where is he? I don't see it here at the moment. I'm starting to go mentally crazy, so I say, sir. Just because we are young that doesn't mean we don't have to work every day.

Day like you, my boyfriend can't be with me 24/7 because we are both too busy trying to get a place to live. The man stopped pumping gas for me at that point and then said, "You're right, have a good day." I really can't wait to meet you again. I finished pumping gas and got out of there. I always carry two knives with me at all times and I also have a knife in my trunk. I just want to add. I understand being a gentleman and wanting to help someone but putting your hand on the nozzle of my pump while my hand was there that's just not okay, always ask first and if they say it's okay then it's okay but don't do it simply. and then trying to leave when they explain why his boyfriend isn't around all the time, so yeah, that was a little creepy for me.

I haven't seen it since, but I don't drive that same truck anymore, but I always have. someone with me every time I go to that gas station now to start this story I just want to say it happened a while ago so please bear with me my name is leo I am currently about 14 years old at the time of writing this but this happened to my parents About three years ago it was the month of May and one night my parents and I had just unpacked our luggage, it was our summer vacation and we decided to spend it in my mother's hometown in Mexico.

Now this area in Mexico has a very bad reputation due to countless cartels. who deal drugs and also by famous Mexican drug dealers, but that's not the point, the point is that the crime rate is not as high as it used to be, but when things happened, it usually wasn't. The ending is good, like blood splashes or multiple knife wounds, but hey, even with a bad reputation, it was still quite a beautiful place with many attractions that we came from very far away from, so we were too tired to visit the square or even Stan's little shops on the hour, but that's not very relevant, fast forward about a week later and my uncle and aunt from my father's side of the family had called him to arrange a visit since We were close to them.

Now you remember when I said we live far away, yeah. I wasn't kidding about the fact that we live in California and travel by car, which is about two days on the road, of course my dad took a few breaks so the trip wasn't so hard, but it was still hell. of a trip for this reason, although many of the relatives on my father's side of the family can't even visit us or don't have time or it's just too far away now, as you can guess, my father, of course, said. Yes to the opportunity, mainly for the reasons I just mentioned, this bothered me a little because it was my least favorite uncle or aunt, that is, literally, the least favorite, the ones who constantly send you to bring them this or that and They always force you. to do favors that you don't want to do as you can imagine although it was absolutely hell during those two weeks that they stayed with us but when the day came to leave they had accidentally missed the bus to return to their city So, since my dad was a person very kind, he offered to take them back to their city.

The city was about five hours from where we were staying, so I didn't go with them, but my mom did, which led me to stay. It was a pretty quiet and smooth trip with my grandmother, my dad exclaimed. He was pretty cheerful that night from the two energy drinks he had before driving, so nothing really bothered him until about four hours into the drive I was almost at the In town, my mom had started to notice three men standing right in front of her. from a beam of light right in the middle of the road, thinking they were army men looking for unusual activity, as they often do in the booths she had told my dad to start. to slow down as they started to slow down my parents started to notice that they didn't even have military suits or anything that represented a government official not even a badge, upon seeing this my father sped up assuming it was just a un couple of drunk guys hanging from one of the two houses next door, well that assumption was soon erased when those same three men chased them, that's when it became real, my dad now realized that this completely fell apart and It engaged the manual transmission all the time.

Until the end, my mom and my uncle were totally like bricks when they noticed an object flying in the air, that same object was a metal ball that hit the front windshield of the car and almost broke it upon impact, now the car he was driving my dad. It wasn't really the strongest, it was a 2009 volkswagen jetta with a bad windshield. My dad actually had to fix that windshield several times, even including one where a stick hit it. Can you believe that a damn stick anyway? My mom noticed the metal ball. then it completely rolled over and started panicking, my dad went into shock and before he knew it he was hitting the road at about 160 miles per hour because of this, one of the tires ended up bursting in a ditch by the which also miraculously passed while Heading towards the exit to go into town, my dad didn't slow down until he finally arrived and still, after arriving at my aunts and uncle's house, all my dad could muster was what the hell just happened, my aunt realized a surprise. expression offered to let my dad and mom stay the night as it was obviously the best option at the time, they both agreed and first thing in the morning my dad fixed the windshield and tire right away, so I guess that was it, apart from the nightmares my parents had nothing else has happened since then everything went back to normal but if there is one piece of advice I could give you it is to never and I mean never go to Mexican cities at night It's a lot less risky that way and a lot less common to get mugged or robbed, just don't do it, so this happened in 2008.

My girlfriend and I were taking a vacation in Ocean City, Maryland. We live in north central Pennsylvania, so it's at least a six hour drive based on our directions that were printed from Mapquest. I didn't have a GPS at the time and we were going at a good pace as we approached Route 1, which seemed to appear earlier in the directions. My girlfriend told me that it was not the right route and instead it would be further ahead. I was very stubborn and then took the exit to take Route 1. That was a big mistake and I wish I had listened to her from the beginning.

We ended up in Baltimore in a run-down section of the city. There was a man riding a bike very fast who almost hit us and who for some strange reason seemed to be yelling at us. Then we passed a street where a very small child was playing with a fire hydrant. , I started to slow down as soon as I saw him and then he stopped playing with the hydrant and gestured for me to go just like I did and that's when he started playing with it once again. They had shot water all over the front of my car, it felt like they were putting me in a car.

I washed but without my consent there were other people around when this happened, but no one seemed to even think about what this kid had just done to a passerby. As soon as I finished using my windshield wipers, I kept knowing it would probably be best not to say it. anything that could cause problems now was starting to make me very nervous because I didn't know where we were going or how to get to the beach from here I was at a red lightand there was a disheveled woman who came up to my window asking if she could have a sandwich, my girlfriend was getting hysterical at this point I decided to ignore the woman who was obviously homeless and once the light turned green we continued to get very frustrated, I decided calling home hoping to contact one of my parents for help, maybe they could help guide me in the right direction from here.

My brother responded and sensed that he was worried. He tried to help us, but unfortunately we were still quite lost. We walked around the booth toward I-95 and asked the employee. The operators asked me for directions, but they said them so quickly that I couldn't understand everything. It just wasn't our day. Somehow I managed to backtrack and we ended up going to that horrible part of town again and again. to our correct route, we finally managed to reach Ocean City without further incident. By nightfall we lost about two hours of travel, but luckily we were safe and enjoyed the rest of our vacation.

The trip home was much easier. This had to have been like this. It has been one of the worst experiences I have had while going on vacation. I definitely learned to follow directions whenever I go anywhere and not to take shortcuts unless you absolutely know where I'm going and I really recommend you do that. Do the same, my uncle once told me the story of him and his wife when they were on their honeymoon about two decades ago. He said that they had rented a hotel for the night and that when they were about to sleep they had started to smell a really unpleasant odor.

It smelled funny and the bed felt very soft. My uncle, who I will now refer to as Eric, called the person in charge of the bed in the lobby and asked someone to clean his room early in the morning, Eric was having trouble falling asleep while his wife, who I will now refer to as Jessica, was already sleeping. Eric decided to take a shower, grabbed a blanket and decided to sleep on the floor. The next morning, Eric and Jessica walked into the lobby and asked for a manager once, when the person in charge at the lobby finally called their manager, Eric told them that the room smelled really funny and he would really like to have a new one, the manager told Eric. that all the rooms were currently occupied but that he would send a janitor to clean the room.

Eric agreed to this and he and Jessica then went out to spend the day together. Once it got a little late, they arrived at his room. Jessica told Eric that she was going to take a shower, so Eric said it was okay and while talking on the phone with someone, he smelled the same unpleasant smell once again, being really frustrated, he wanted to know exactly where that smell was coming from, so that he decided. to check the cabinets and everything else that's when he approached the bed and noticed that the smell was very strong now he removed the first mattress and then to his

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he started screaming that's when he saw that there was a dead body under the mattress all that Time said the guy looked to be around 30 years old.

Aaron took the phone from the room and locked himself in the bathroom where his wife was taking a shower. That's when Jessica asked him if everything was okay and why he was yelling. right at that moment my uncle eric passed out jessica had to get out of the shower and call 9-1-1 eric had to go to the hospital but he ended up being fine the police were already at the hotel questioning the staff about what happened but they never found to the killer to this day, it still makes their stomach turn to think about how they slept on a dead body, that's pretty much the end of it.

Eric and Jessica finally went to his house and decided to call him The night they never heard back from the police and today they still have no idea who was responsible for the body while on vacation in Hawaii I witnessed what appeared to be a terrifying crime in progress my husband and I went to Oahu for a six-day trip in November 2019. For the most part, we had a wonderful time enjoying the human climate swimming in crystal clear waters, going on challenging hikes, and really enjoying the views of paradise, Of course, I thought the trip would almost be ruined because I then encountered a pretty bad 24 hour flu on our second day there and it was during this impending illness that I saw the terrifying sight.

It was mid-afternoon, we were actually in Honolulu and had just finished a trip to Diamond Head Crater Park by the time we were done. I left, feeling really sore, feverish, and just a general restlessness. We decided to stop at one of the 7-eleven gas

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in Honolulu so my husband could get his drinks and my medications from him. The gas station was next to a one-way road. The street and our rental jeep was parallel to the streets about 100 feet away. I sat in the jeep with my head against the window just wishing this stupid flu would go away so I could enjoy my vacation because it was so hot and humid in the windows.

They were downstairs so I could hear all the traffic and passerby noises as I began to wallow in the misery of my illness, then I heard some shouting from outside to my left, then I looked up scanning the area around me. He asked me to see where the noise was coming from and when I looked down the street I saw something that completely shocked me. There was a dark gray sedan stopped at the red light. A woman desperately tried to jump out of the passenger side. door wide open and her feet floating in the air as she tried to untangle herself from the seat belt, a man wearing a very dark shirt and a goatee shouted as he approached her and then pulled her towards him in the car that saw. she yelled at him as she tried to fight him and push him away from her, one of her flip flops then fell off in the process, he still pulled her in even as she yelled something at him, you have to understand this incident and what I did.

The next thing happened in a matter of about 15 or 20 seconds, but time seemed to slow down as I watched this unfold right before me. I then concluded with horror that this woman was being kidnapped in that split second, something inside me just came to life and I jumped out of the jeep determined to grab her and help her get whatever she could do to help her. I ran across the gas station parking lot and out onto the street toward the sedan at full speed and then gained the turn, but at this point the man had already gotten her completely into the car before closing the passenger door very quickly and driving away. , the light had turned green and now the sedan had accelerated and then left me behind as I ran after it, it quickly turned the corner a block away and I was no match for its speed, but I was able to get the first three letters of the registration.

Unable to keep up with the car, I slowed to a stop and now jumped onto the sidewalk to see if anyone else had noticed a couple about 10 feet tall. to my right they had seen everything fall and they stared at the vehicle totally bewildered I was no longer feeling lethargic from the illness but now the adrenaline pumping through me and then mixed with fear and panic for this woman, what if they had taken her away of the street? What if this was the last time anyone saw her alive? Then I looked around to see if anyone had started calling the police or if there was any conversation about what had happened.

I asked the couple near me if they had called the police. I hadn't, so I ran back to the Jeep, grabbed my phone, and called 9-1-1. I'm sure I sounded scared and distraught as I told what I saw to the dispatcher, who then calmly mentioned that they had already received a call about that same sedan and that someone was on the way just before hanging up on me a few minutes later my husband returned to the Jeep. and it was when I told her everything that happened there was another woman a customer who had been at the same accelerator station who approached our jeep and then showed me that she had actually recorded that whole incident on her phone, we ended up calling the police one Once again, a female police officer showed up about 10 minutes later, the other young woman explained about the video and I told her in detail what I had witnessed, I even gave her the license plate number and told her where the car had turned.

The officer remained unusually calm and almost nonchalant about it as she told me that the police had already received multiple calls about the sadaan and the couple arguing inside, she went on to say that the couple was simply complaining that they were basically just arguing and causing a scene while driving through Honolulu. I stood there absolutely shocked by what I heard, that terrifying scene of a desperate woman. By trying to escape, you're telling me it was just a domestic dispute and the officer, as well as the dispatcher, talked about it like it was no big deal.

Part of me wondered if the relaxed attitude expected of Hawaii's citizens had trickled down. In law enforcement part of me wondered if she had reacted dramatically and another part of me still wonders about this woman's safety. Domestic disputes have often become very violent and people have died as a result. I couldn't help but wonder if more should have been done about it. or maybe it was just that, that they were doing everything they could and just needed to dissociate themselves from any kind of emotion in order to do their job anyway, the police finally left after that and my husband and I continued on our way.

I got over my flu and we really enjoyed the rest of the trip months later. I still sometimes think about the incident even though, as the cops said, it was just a simple and dramatic domestic dispute, it was still absolutely terrifying to see a woman trying to escape. and then being put in a car like that, that's the kind of thing you see in nightmares and I can only imagine the terror of not being able to escape something that terrifies you, maybe they really were just having relationship problems, however, yes was more than that. I really hope she managed to escape and is in a safe place now and has not become another tragic domestic violence statistic.

I just hope that's not the case. During the summer of 2017, a group of about a dozen classmates collaborated on a getaway house for a birthday celebration in a basic residential area around a semi-rural lake near Shelton Washington. The house had a detached garage with a few beds where I and a few others slept that night in the house built on a lake with a terrace, as well as a small dock in the water, after a fairly long day cooking, drinking and playing some games, it was time to sleep around 2 am with more people than beds, some were on sofas and even on the floor.

The people in the room had been drinking heavily and were unconscious around 3:30 am. I woke up needing to go to the bathroom. As I was putting on my pants, I noticed out the window the long, diffuse shadow of a person moving in some light right on the street, I didn't really think much about it at the time, probably just someone walking his dog. I thought I had crossed the driveway with the key in my hand and noticed that the door was completely closed. unlocked, I walked in and found a friend checking his phone on those really drunk days, after just a little sleep, really confused, then asked: weren't you here?

I told them no and they asked me if anyone else from the garage was there. I got out of bed, said no one more time and my friend shook it off, even though he was super confused, confused too and a little amused. I did my business and went back to bed closing the door right behind me during the next morning, we were all awake and in the main space preparing breakfast and enjoying the sun, two of my other friends who were a couple asked me if there were windows opened in the house last night, as one of them was convinced that a draft was opening the door from a cracked position in which his bedroom was located.

At the back of the house, past at least five other people sleeping in the living room and two other bedrooms, there was one window open but there were no others in the house so I'm not too sure about a draft, so who remembers the guy I talked to. during my trip to the bathroom, well he chimed in to ask if they knew what time this happened, they said around 3:30, right when he thought he saw me walking through the house and when I saw the shadow moving down the street, we all got chills . When all of these details came to light, that's when someone brought up a post on Twitter or Facebook about how someone had supposedly been breaking into homes in the area and literally doing it for months and we never ended up reporting anything like we did. .

I'm not really sure this is what happened but it turns out the guy was a pervert and just likes watching women sleep now all of these events could totally be a coincidence but looking back these years later I'm pretty Convinced that our rental was a victim of this creep, no one in our group was armed and I'm not even sure if there was a security system. Also, I'm pretty sure it doesn'tI was the one who left the door open, so yeah, it's pretty creepy. Eight months ago we had a series of break-ins at my apartment complex.

I usually never have my door locked because, well, they're manual locks and I always seem to forget about stupid things. I know it well, one day when I came home from work. I had seen a truck that was parked next to me with the door wide open, a man had come down the sidewalk and then said, is this your truck? I just shook my head and told him I didn't know whose it was, well it's definitely not a good idea to leave cars unlocked or unlocked with what's been going on lately. Then he turned to walk away and just told me to stay safe until about 12am. m.

He had told our roommate that our dogs needed to go out, so I'd be right back and walked behind the apartment to where the doggie bag station was just across the yard. I could see a black figure standing under the street lamp. He was just looking at me. My dogs had started growling a little and then just. I started to look at him as I turned to go back, the figure also turned, I walked towards the front when I then saw the figure in front also a little closer this time, it was now that I was starting to get a little worried as I started walking towards my apartment he did the same walking in my direction I stopped he stopped my neighbor came down the stairs and headed to work he told me to have a good night and I told him the same I used this conversation to go up the stairs and then ran inside and closed the door , my roommate was still out for the night, so I decided to sleep in the living room.

I was watching TV when I heard the front door handle start to move, that's when my dog ​​started going crazy with lots of barking and then suddenly I saw a black figure jumping down the stairs, he made such a loud bang. which really shook the apartment. I saw him look around very quickly and as he looked at my apartment that's when I realized he was the same man who had asked me earlier about the truck. I constantly wonder what would have happened if he hadn't been in the room when he was or if my neighbor hadn't come downstairs.

It's really creepy to think about it in the moment. At the time of this story, I was five to six months pregnant. I worked in an auto parts store. For nine years of my life I have been working with auto parts and as a woman we meet some pretty creepy characters if they don't get off their asses to talk. with a man they would be trying to talk down to you because apparently women don't know mechanics, that's just the south for you. We had a regular customer who came in almost every day and he was now a backyard mechanic, if you don't.

I don't know what that means, it just means he would fix things and they always overcharge for the silliest things, we call them barefoot because well he always came barefoot. I had talked to this man many times and he always gave me really creepy vibes, like don't leave your kids alone with them, kind of creepy. The day I answered the phone and he was the one I had called to see if his partner had arrived, there was no problem. I put him on hold and then went to check when I came back to tell him he was done.

I picked up the phone and then I heard Him talking to someone else, I didn't want to be rude I just listened and waited for him to finish, that's when he said something that made me want to throw up, he said he couldn't wait to catch me just so he could get it. my number and that he also intended for me to orally pleasure him to the end, he said it in a really nasty way, but I'm sure you get the gist. I immediately hung up on him and told one of my bosses in case he called.

I came back and said something about him being hanged, but of course at that point nothing could be done right. About two days later, he came in just as I was leaving and then started yelling that he liked my butt at that moment. I then turned around and approached my boss to talk about the last boss, but once again they said nothing could be done. This kind of thing happened a few more times. I once saw him crawling around my car, but like he didn't do it. anything, again, there was nothing they could do after about three weeks of him just calling a cat and getting away with being rude, then he took it a step further and one day he came in and walked right up to me He was there and started asking about the parts while I start looking for what he needs, he grabs my hand and then whispers to me look, I don't care if you want it, I'm going to fuck you now.

I didn't immediately register in my mind what he had just said because I mean. who says things like that as soon as I understood what he said I backed away and flatly refused to leave until he left, now they could do something about it, no my district supervisor was actually there that day and then I told him I explained what was going on with the guy and his first question: do you shop around here a lot? Honestly I don't know why I never told my husband any of this but I felt like my place of employment was really failing me and I was scared about two days after that I went out to my car because I forgot my name tag guess who He was waiting for me right on the side of the building, yes, barefoot, I barely saw him out of the corner of my eye.

Before his hands were on me, he had pulled my arm so hard that I fell to the ground and then jumped. He had started to cover my mouth while then caressing my breasts. His face was inches from mine when he then spat. I have you now. I was very pregnant and really scared, all I could think about was trying not to scare myself to the point of going into premature labor, right at that moment I knew the worst was about to happen in broad daylight by grace of whatever it was. The power you believe in is that one of my coworkers was going out to smoke.

She always went to the other side of the building to smoke, but for some reason that day she decided to change it, which I found out later. he was actually just checking on me because I was taking too long, then he yelled at him and it was enough for him to run out, get into a car that he would park right next to mine and then drive away, I would really like to say that my workplace was really cool and they sent me to the doctor to check me out, but they didn't, they said all they could do was tell the guy not to come back.

I'm not ashamed to say that I actually cried for hours after this incident, but let's be honest, who doesn't? I'm 21 now, but this happened to me when I was 17. I was in high school at the time and I was always walking to and from school. I didn't take the bus because, well, I was bullied a lot, so I didn't really have any other means of transportation. One day I was walking to school when this white van had pulled up next to me and a guy who looked to be in his 30s. Then he rolled down the window and then asked, Hey, do you need a ride?

I know you're in 11th grade and you go to that school over there. Now I was really confused on how I knew where I was going to school and esp. What grade was I in, I told the man no thanks and kept walking after that, he never showed up again until the next week, upon returning from school, it had started to rain but not too much so I still had a chance to get home and not get wet. As I was walking home once again, the same guy stopped his truck right next to me and once again asked me if he needed a ride.

I said no thanks and kept walking as I walked. Then I heard a car door open. It slammed, I had turned around and the guy was out of his vehicle and was starting to walk towards me. I couldn't really do anything but just stare at him, just then I heard an old neighbor of ours say oh hi Ashley. Can you help me with something in the garden? Why didn't you show up at work yesterday? I knew at that moment exactly what he was doing, so I started walking towards him and with that the guy got to his car and then left.

As if nothing had happened, I thanked the old man for helping me and shortly after arriving home the next day I saw on a news report that the guy had been arrested for attacking and harassing other teenage girls. I was in complete shock when I saw the boy in the photo, I immediately told my mom, but since the police had already caught him, we couldn't do anything else after everything that happened, my mom started taking me to school almost every the days and always chose. Sometimes I still wonder what would have happened if that old man hadn't been there to possibly save my life.

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to think about it. I would like to share a really horrible experience that happened to me a couple of weeks ago. My name. It's Seagal and I live in an urban area with a lot of people of the same ethnic background as me. It's a relatively safe place, apart from the street gangs that are slowly but surely starting to die out. To begin with, my brother, my father and I live. In this two-bedroom apartment, which is difficult to access if you don't live there, there are several guards securing the area, as there are six different apartments throughout the complex, ranging from floors 1 to 39, the doors of the Apartments are quite heavy and are difficult to break and are only accessible to people who have keys.

My family and I always keep the door closed and put the chain on as an extra line of security. I reside in the tallest building anyway. I'm always at home. Only since my father goes to work and my brother is usually at my uncle's house most of the day, about two weeks before this incident, I had noticed that there was a man who always looked me in the eyes and sometimes He followed me closely every time I went out. go home to buy things every time we crossed paths he always told me how pretty I am and that he would love to do inappropriate things to me if I was his girl he always followed me into the apartments and didn't even press a floor until I asked him which way he was going directed, to which he always responded hmm oh, I'm going to that floor and I always pressed the floor below mine.

I got so irritated with him always following me every time I saw him, so I gathered my courage. to ask him why the hell he was following me all the time, he just said no and some nonsense to get me off of him, but I didn't believe him, he went on with it and I just got tired of him. He swore at him and told him that he was going to report him to the police. If he didn't leave me alone. Well, he didn't really seem to like what he had said and he proceeded to look at me with pure anger in his eyes.

Instead, I decided to report it to the guards, which I regret immensely to this day and always will. When I informed them, they said they would deal with it anyway, fast forward to the day this all happened. I got home around 8 p.m. m. and my dad wasn't home, so I locked the door and didn't put the chain on it because my dad was going to be home late. It was a very bad idea since he could have kept me awake. until my dad came home and then I opened it myself, it was just me and my older brother, my dad called me and let me know that same day that he wouldn't be home that night until around 1am, I fell asleep around 12 am and That's when I woke up to some kind of noise in my room, it was like a shoe hitting the edge of an object.

Now I have really extreme paranoia when it comes to dark spaces so I kept my light at the head of my bed and it has a very dim light so I decided to leave it on instead of my bright lamp like I said. I woke up to a noise that night and slowly began to open my eyes. I had a very large blanket over my eyes and my body so I could only see a little bit, so for example, if a person was standing a few meters away from me, I couldn't see that their eyes were open, so when I opened my eyes I could faintly see a figure in the corner of my room.

It was like daytime and it was the man, it was that same man who was following me. I started to feel very panicked and my heart rate started to increase very quickly, however, I decided to act like I was asleep. I could make out the large object in his hand that was a mallet, the handle was about the same size as a ruler. I have some drawers on the left and right side of my bed attached to the headboard and I had a very small but sharp knife in the left side drawer which at the time was facing my back and away from it so I couldn't see it, the The man began to crawl towards me with the object in his right hand and placed it in the largest drawer in front of me. on my back, then he proceeded to move my blanket off my lower body and then started groping me.

I was ready to cry. Slowly but surely I had moved to the left side of the bed acting like I was still asleep and that my body was just adjusting itself, I guess I didn't want my body to move at all because I saw it start to reach for the hammer. and probably thought that hitting me with it would simply alleviate the problem, it succeeded because while II was going out. from my bed, he had actually managed to hit me right on the side of the temple, at that moment I immediately hit my back against the wall from all the dizziness, grabbed the knife and then screamed for my brother at the top of my lungs.

He jumped on the bed and then charged at me once more, but I grabbed the knife tighter and stabbed him between the area where his shoulder and neck met, which then led to him screaming and, very loudly, my brother burst into the room and then knocked him down. The ground and then I began to aggressively beat him to death. I proceeded to stumble towards him, grabbed the hammer, and then hit him in the head as hard as I could. He was unconscious. I grabbed my phone from the bed and called 9-1-1. and I explained the whole ordeal to him while my brother had him pinned to the ground, then I called the security guards who then restrained him while the police were on their way, then I called my dad while I was crying and telling him what had happened, The police had arrived minutes later. and they arrested him, my dad came home immediately and caught a glimpse of the man regaining consciousness and actually tried to attack him while then cursing and threatening him in our language, my brother literally had to pull my dad away from attacking the man. my dad came in and found me curled up on the floor crying uncontrollably he started to comfort me while holding my head against his chest to calm me down after all this happened my dad took me to the hospital they told me I would be fine although what I will never understand about this is how I walked through the door of my house so quietly and then managed to close it without making a sound, and how my brother, who was awake at the time, didn't even hear. him coming in I always wonder if he hadn't woken me up that night what would have happened to me and what would have happened if my brother wasn't there.

I'm so glad I don't have to find out here's a little backstory. Before we start, the story happened when he was around 22 years old. For perspective, I am a woman who had been in the same relationship for about two years. She had been in a secret relationship with my boss. He was much older than me and me. He was really starting to bore me with the relationship. He was about 37 years old and well, he didn't have much of a libido. I am now a very adventurous and sexual person and I started to realize that I wouldn't be happy if I stayed with him as our love life had fallen into shit, I still felt like I loved him but I was always very curious to know what he would do.

I was losing myself. He often worked in the mornings and I worked in the evenings, so there was only a two-hour overlap. where I saw him at work apart from the fact that he was almost always asleep when he got home. He had seriously begun to lack the kind of love and affection he would need to continue with that relationship. He also really enjoyed going out to bars and socializing with people of all ages, especially since he didn't have any excitement at home. I never told anyone about this experience because I know that if any of my family knew, they would probably be very angry because my father is a sheriff and I know they would disapprove of my decisions my mother has never been a fan of me going out to bars and always He warned me not to go out with people I didn't know but since I was getting really bored with my life I said screw it and I just did what I wanted.

I still think about this experience a lot and I'm really glad I can share my story to this day knowing what all the outcomes could have been now that all of that is out of the way here's the story one night after a very long shift I went straight to A local bar to have a couple of beers and socialize. Funnily enough, I love going to bars alone for many reasons, but mostly I know how to take care of myself and I like to make my own decisions about things, so I was sitting there alone at the bar, just drinking a beer and looking at my phone, I almost always found company, even if I went alone, being a young girl in her 20s with long blonde hair and was quite friendly, so there I was alone, the bar was not empty, although I noticed that there was some kind meeting party made up of mostly adult men right behind me and they seemed to be drinking and having a good time.

I didn't associate with the group and just sat there drinking and talking. On my phone, suddenly, there was a rather large man, maybe in his 40s, sitting next to me and trying to start a conversation. I wouldn't have considered him attractive, but I'm not one to turn down a conversation with a stranger. For that reason alone he was asking me all the usual basic questions and seemed friendly enough. He also had a friend with him who came up behind him and chatted with us as well. This man seemed a little younger and more attractive than the first man.

The three of us chatted and it was quite obvious that they were involved in the company party that was happening behind me. I thought men were nice, but I still tried to pick up on people's intentions and tried to take that into account. I thought men. They were nice, but I'm still trying to get people's intentions and I just tried to keep that in mind. Both men tried to get me to go with them even though I was flattered. I turned down their proposal telling them that I was in a relationship and wasn't really interested in anything, they said it was fine and still talked to me, then they told me that they were actually at a hotel nearby and if I was willing to go with them they would have me returned the dabs. in their hotel room that they were willing to share, I was well aware of the dangers and denied them several times.

Now I'm not going to lie, I'm a stoner girl and I love getting lit, but not with strangers this late at night. I was alone, they were very persistent, although being the ignorant young woman that I was, I finally decided that I would be adventurous and try to go with them. That's when I told them she was only interested in dabs. I was going to go with them, but I wasn't going to sleep with either of them, they said we were just going to dab and they seemed really excited because I gave in and agreed to go with them, so we packed up all our stuff and started leaving the bar.

One of his co-workers actually tried to come running after us asking if he could come with us, both men told him no and that he would have to stay. The man who was trying to come, then got bitter and then yelled at us like We left the bar okay, but you better send me pictures at that very moment, I suddenly had a very bad feeling, I felt a chill down my spine and I could hear The second time it was very clear that I was not going to sleep with either of them, to which they both said that they knew I started to feel like I was making a very bad decision, but I continued forward.

I have no idea why, maybe because I had already committed. to go and I was already on the street with two very large men I didn't know we walked to the hotel and my feeling of discomfort began to swell inside me we didn't say much as we walked we got to I entered the hotel and stood at the elevator. Hundreds of different thoughts began to run through my mind. I had started to think about all the different outcomes of how the situation would play out and I started to panic for fear of what would happen if we all suddenly decided to run.

We had walked down the halls directly towards their room and I noticed them looking at each other. What am I doing? I'm thinking? Where are they going to find my body? All these questions and even more running through my body. I couldn't help but imagine walking into his room and having everything set up like an episode of Dexter or something, but when we got to the room it was totally normal, the first guy sat down at the desk and pulled a backpack out from under the table and then I started to take out his dab rig, but I noticed that the other guy seemed very uneasy, he stood next to one of the beds, just looking at me, I'm not going to lie, I felt incredibly uncomfortable, but being the calm and soft spoken person What, I just stood there and didn't say anything?

I decided to take a position next to the desk leaning against the wall. I don't really remember any of their names, but for the sake of the story, let's call the man who served the dabs Jack and the skinny one. Frank, more sketchy, we were having a pretty normal conversation and I had already been hit about four times and I was feeling pretty high. I had begun to notice Frank getting closer and closer to me and that was when the content of our conversation began to take shape. a completely different turn jack seemed pretty relaxed just taking touches, but frank was getting closer and closer as they tried to talk to me about my boyfriend.

No, I had no intention of cheating on him and I have never cheated on any of my boyfriends. throughout my life I was definitely not going to start now that they had started asking me if I was happy if I was bored and what I like to do sexually and what they like to do sexually I felt incredibly uncomfortable, Frank was suddenly right next to me, with His arm resting against the wall, a few centimeters from my head, I began to stutter and couldn't think clearly. I was afraid to tell him to back off for fear of creating an even more awkward situation.

My heart was beating so fast. that all I could think about was being dominated and then taken advantage of. Then I started saying that I should probably go home now and they both started asking me questions about why I'm in such an unsatisfying relationship. The only thing I could think about was how I was going to get out of this crazy situation. I can't really remember all the different things they made me talk about, but I was very nervous. Jack realized that he wasn't feeling good about things and ended up telling Frank to back off. Frank took a couple steps back and made them silent for a few moments, then Frank asked me if he wanted him to attack me instantly.

I felt absolutely furious. I told him I wanted to go home immediately. Jack stood up and then they did. They both stared at me, I knew that whatever was going to happen was about to happen and I prepared myself for anything. Jagden stood in front of the door and they both just looked at me, Jack, and then they said you can leave, but only if you tell us. I don't want us to fall on you, I felt my blood run cold and then both my hands formed a fist and I stretched my arms out to my sides, I felt like I almost screamed and I think I scared them both.

I don't want you to fall on me right after that, I headed to the door, walked towards Jack who was more than three times my size and looked him in the eyes. I think at that moment they both saw how serious and angry I was. Jack stepped aside and finally let me through the door. He was waiting for one of them to grab me, but it never happened. Then he was outside the door and it closed behind me. I decided to run down the hotel hallway. Probably around two in the morning, besides standing in the elevator, I ran to my car, jumped in, drove home fighting back tears on the way, snuck into my house and went into my room, My boyfriend passed out in bed.

I sat next to him and practically stayed there for hours staring at the ceiling with wide eyes. I never told my boyfriend about my experience. The story affected me deeply because I can't help but think that because of my decisions to do something stupid. and having a good time I put myself in apparent danger and I have always been very careful since this story is for everyone who thinks that nothing bad can happen to them and although the story could have turned out differently that thought has been the ruin for many people and no I'll forget it soon please everyone be careful it's okay when I was about 15 I used to go for a walk around this really small lake my dad and I would walk for exercise. and to spend time together once i turned 16 my dad had started working at night so he couldn't go on our night walks i started going with one of my friends named carla she told me there was a park next to our house that I could walk I thought a change of scenery would be really cool even if it was on the rougher side of town the park was nice it had a lot of big trees and forests around it I would park my car at his house and we would go to the park together One day while we were walking, Carla received a call from her sister telling her to get home because they were about to leave.

We said goodbye and I decided to go around the track just one more time. While I was walking, I saw one of those trucks that didn't have windows in the back. back half, you know, the kind you think of when you think of the stereotypical kidnapping van with the sliding door that then stops right next to it. I, the passenger, was a woman and she was asking me for directions to get back on the road, still standing on the road. I gave him the instructions. She apologized saying that she couldn't hear me and she asked me if she could bring me a little closer to the truck, no.

I wasn't willing to do that. I've seen Criminal Minds. Lady, I'm not falling for that at all. I'm still standing on the back road. I just started yelling her instructions at her oncemore and then he looked at me with wide eyes. She gave me a blank stare before saying thank you and slowly walking away. I felt a little scared, but I kept walking. The walk was uneventful for a while until I reached the edge of where the forest ended, there was a parking lot and the same thing. The van was now there, I could see the woman looking at me and the driver was a man.

I guess he was looking at me too, but he had sunglasses on so I couldn't tell I looked a little further and that's when it hit me. that there was someone in the back of the truck, no, I ran across the park until I reached my friend's house without even looking back, my friend and her family were not there yet, so I got in my car and left when I passed in front of the truck. park, the truck was no longer there. I honestly don't know if they really were just a lost family or something much worse, but I'm so glad I didn't find out.

For some background, I am a college-aged woman living alone tonight. She was on my couch preparing a term paper for my feminist literature class. Well, I'm the naive idiot that I am. I left the door open. I was totally in the zone and it's quite noisy when my neighbors come and go, so I didn't do it. I really think a lot about the footsteps, a door opening until they got louder, I shouted hello and then I turned around to see a very tall 40 something year old bearded man with a backpack and he was literally standing in the entrance. to my living room drinking coffee and being a naturally anxious person I started to panic and then I froze the guy and then I told him I'm sorry for scaring you honey don't worry I'm not here to kill you or anything I'm looking for. peter, i tell him that peter lives in the apartment across from me hoping that will get him out, however he comes into my living room and kitchen sniffing around things and manages to knock over my surfboard, he tries to make conversation with me and I He asks if I have cigarettes, I tell him no and try to get him out of my apartment, but he keeps asking me if I have a boyfriend and what I'm doing.

He had some bread coming up on my counter, I finally took it. I opened the door and pointed in the direction of Peter's apartment, he tried to give me a hug and told me I was a really lovely girl. I assume it's harmless, but I'm still definitely going to lock the door from now on. My name is Amber and when I was little, between eight and nine years old, I lived in an apartment complex, it was the type where all the kids knew each other and always went out to play, there was me and about five others who always hung out together. a group and outside the group there was a girl named lana, me and lana were the closest as friends so if something happened in the group she and I would always be the first to support each other, it was me. lana isaac sylvia vivian and heather, who was vivian's little sister.

I'm going to describe the way my apartment building is set up because it will be helpful to the story. I live on the second floor of my apartment, so my bedroom window faced the parking lot. lot since it was on the second floor, my bedroom window could see the parking lot and the brick wall that separated the backyards from the other house every morning, I was woken up by dogs barking from one of the houses, it was very annoying and constantly listening to this had caused a lot of curiosity in my eight-year-old self, who at the time loved dogs very much and was also a dog sitter and walker.

I decided to tell Anna and told her that I felt bad because the dogs were always tied up without bowls or anything around them. Lana had suggested that maybe we should tell our other friends to come up with something so maybe we could get a better view from Sylvia's house, since she lived at the end of the apartments I lived in. We all got together and showed them the dogs from her window and told them our idea. They agreed, so Vivian decided to go get dog food from her house, since she also had a dog. Lana and I decided to go get some water. bottles just before we get to the wall just before we get to the wall Sylvia said she couldn't go because her mom was coming home so it ended up staying okay we're all pretty ready and ready to start thinking we're about to do something good when obviously we were going to be completely wrong, we jumped over the wall and saw the dogs, there were four of them, each of them were skinny and very unkempt, the backyard was a total disaster, there were wasted tires, dry papers.

Grass, long pieces of wood and a total mess. Isaac headed toward the back door of the house while Vivian watched the dogs. Her sister kept saying that she just didn't have a good idea about being in someone else's backyard. Lana and I just looked at each other and then I said, "You know, maybe she's right, we can't be here for long, let's give them the food and water and get out of here." Vivian said no and that the house looked abandoned, so she. and Isaac decided to walk a little closer to the back door. Then Lana saw that one of the dogs had a tag on his collar and it had a number.

She mentioned it to us and Isaac said to call him. Vivian decided to call. but I said no and it's not a good idea, we just have to go. Moana agreed and so did Heather, but Vivian Isaac didn't even change the option and practically continued dialing Vivian's number and then put the phone on speaker. and the next thing I heard scared the hell out of me, a phone started ringing and it was coming from the house, one of the two of us and I started backing away slowly when Isaac said that the house was too run down and the windows were boarded up so how can Is there anyone there?

Vivian started walking to the windows to look through it all while her sister told her not to. I looked at Lana and she looked absolutely terrified, she looked really confused like she just didn't know what to do. when she whispered to me friend, we have to get out of here, I swear there is someone in that house, I told her that I know it and that I felt it too and that then we should leave if anything escalates after this incident, when Isaac had put his ear in The door opened and we all started running. I yelled at Awana to jump over the trash can to jump and then I'll be right behind her when she was jumping.

I looked back and was so shocked and frozen. In what I saw, I saw one man grab Isaac and then another run after Vivian while her sister hid behind one of the tires. Lana told me to go before they decided to go after us too and that's exactly what we did. We jump. I came back and went straight home to tell my mom. My mom called the police and they ended up going to the house, but no one was there. Everything was gone, even the dogs, but Vivian's sister was still hiding. The police officer spoke to my parents, but since that day they didn't tell me anything new.

Now I'm 19 years old and to this day Lana and I are still very close. I recently asked my mom about this situation and she told me that Vivian's little sister ended up staying with her parents because she had actually developed a mental disorder and couldn't be alone anymore after that, but apparently that's not all to this day vivian and isaac still haven't been discovered, at least she knows about me and lana only talked about it once after all. happened, I still really question it and think about it all the time, but thank God I was able to escape it a couple of years ago.

I was visiting a friend abroad and stayed at her house that she had just gotten a few days before. It was this. The basement apartment was halfway underground and there were only a few windows high up on one wall, very close to the ceiling. If you looked outside, you could only see the feet of people passing by. It wasn't located in the worst area, but it was still quite a bit. It was a tough neighborhood so we often ran into some pretty strange people during the first few hours after a night out visiting some local bars, suddenly we woke up to a very loud banging sound and now it literally seemed like the building was going to collapse or something so me and my friend got really scared, we knew it was more than one person and they were banging on the three windows and the door at the same time, we tried to yell at them to stop in several languages ​​but they continued doing it.

As we looked carefully through the blinds we saw about four people standing there and just as they had noticed us one of them got out and then pressed his face against the window looking absolutely furious and then shouting at us and running away or at least like that. It sounded like he had a knife in his hand and was hitting the window with his fist so hard that he was pretty sure either his hand or the window was going to break. He looked pretty tough, like one of those mafia gangster guys like you see in the movies, although it was a pretty warm night, he was wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, I couldn't really see what the other guys were like. , but they were relatively tall and one of them was actually carrying a crowbar, which made the situation even scarier than it already was as we tried to make sense of what they were saying and what was happening in the world, two of them. the men started kicking in the windows, which fortunately he still didn't. break, however, one of them broke through the main door waiting inside the building and was now trying to force the door that only led to our apartment.

He was getting completely furious and was growling and screaming as he jumped against the door, at least that's what it sounded like. Since I really didn't want any of them to come in through the window or door, I decided I was going to try talking to one of them through the window and luckily with the help of Google Translate we were able to understand each other. Well, it turns out they were looking for a guy who apparently used to live there and owed them some money or something now, seeing as we were absolutely terrified of them and clearly neither of us knew the guy they were looking for.

He then apologized and finally left, which was a bit strange and actually quite funny to be honest, during the next morning we found like 30 cigarette butts and a sticky note with our address on it, as well as two credit cards that had been cut in half. The front door of the building was actually broken, probably using the crowbar if I had to guess, although the men left us alone and it didn't look like they were coming back as they quickly realized the guy didn't live there. My friend got so scared that she decided to move in with her boyfriend who lived on the other side of town, everything went well but I can't remember another time when I was so scared and what if they had managed to get in before we had a chance to explain that to her.

We weren't hiding the sketchy guy, it was pretty obvious they weren't there to spread the word of God or argue about politics, so yeah, we got really lucky and I'm really glad we ended up being okay. a 22 year old woman, this happened about two years ago, during my second year in college, this was my first apartment and I was very excited to be there my first year, I had lived in a dorm on campus and before that I lived with my mom, so I had never lived alone before the apartment was a two-bedroom, two-bathroom apartment and I shared it with my friend who I had known since we were 13.

I had just turned 20 when all this happened. My friend's name was josh josh was my best friend and it was his first year in college and we pretty much did everything together now, fast forward to the homecoming football game, we go to a college that is pretty crazy about football and in We're actually a pretty good team, so the homecoming game is very important for everyone. Josh was very excited to go out because it was his first homecoming game and I was also with a guy that he started flirting with and wanted me to go with them.

Don't know. I really remember why I didn't want to go. I just didn't want Josh to be mad at me, we said stupid things to each other and he left, so I was pretty much alone the rest of the night. I had and still have a small dog. called Poppy, who lived with us at the time, she was about a year old, we actually had a pretty relaxing night at first, I had a shower and put on masks and Poppy and had watched TV in bed and things that I remember listened. the song plays on repeat all day because that's what I do every time I find a song I really like to this day I still can't listen to it without being reminded that we went to sleep around 10pm.

I think I actually wasn't. Being aware of what was going on with the football game, so I really have no idea if it just ended or whatever, but I knew not to expect Josh to come back early because he was going out with the guy he was

dating

. later, Dylan, there's a strip of bars along one of the main roads leading into campus after the game was over, that's where everyone would be. I don't know what time it was, but I woke upwith cabinets slamming and very loud noises. It was very dark in my room and the only thing I could see was that the kitchen lights were on.

He had seen the light coming through the bottom of the door. It sounded like people were going through the kitchen cabinets one by one. Poppy was on the edge of the bed barking like crazy. I've never seen her act like that. She was struggling to keep me away because I'm a very heavy sleeper and I knew it wasn't Josh or Dylan. I was struggling to stay awake because I'm a really heavy sleeper and I just knew it wasn't Josh and Dylan, but a really stupid part of me decided to say hello to everyone there, but it sounded really weak and I really don't know if they heard me or not at that point. same moment and suddenly my bedroom door opened, I shot Poppy was just growling and literally trying to pounce on the damn stranger in my bedroom.

I couldn't really see anything because the light from the open door was a little blinding. I only saw her figure. She was wearing a hoodie. and he stood there for about 15 seconds and I was watching him the whole time while Poppy was trying to mess with him. He quickly closed my door and I don't know why but I just didn't move and then my door. It opens a second time and we look face to face once more and for the same painfully long period my heart raced and I just remember thinking he was going to hurt me now that I think back on it, I really should have. he yelled or something like poppy was on the edge of the bed now very mean and growling, he honestly sounded like a much bigger dog than he actually was right after that, even though he literally slammed my door as soon as he did, I jumped out of my bed and locked the door, I heard him take my car keys.

I was absolutely terrified that they would find my car and then steal it as I just parked directly outside. I frantically called 9-1-1 and was sobbing the entire time. I said someone is in my house and entered my room, please help me. It took them about 30 minutes to get there, which was a little annoying since I knew there were police cars literally everywhere surrounding the bar since it was homecoming, but anyway when I finally left the room and the room of my roommate was totally ransacked. My roommate's TV was right on the floor because they tried to take it out, but I guess they decided to leave it because it was too heavy.

They stole my Xbox on all my games, they even stole my damn backpack with all my textbooks and assignments in it. The two police officers got there and I told them everything and asked if I could call my roommate. Josh took the phone, but he was swearing a lot, I could tell he. i was inside a bar and i could barely hear myself, i just yelled please give the phone to dylan, i was just hoping dylan was at least soberer than josh, so josh put dillon on the phone, i don't know how, but through Through my tears and sobs and through all the people screaming and the house music he managed to hear me say that our apartment was robbed, then he frantically told me that they were coming and then hung up while I was waiting for them, one of the police officers asked if they could take fingerprints from the TV. my roommate, which I agreed to when Josh and Dylan came back and the cops totally changed their tune.

They get very aggressive and say we were attacked for a reason. Josh is in the military, but Josh looks like any other regular. freshman in college and his only friends at the time were literally just me and Dylan, so we were the only ones who knew he was in the military. The police tried to accuse Josh of hiding guns and drugs everywhere and apparently that's why we were robbed. Then they had the audacity to take me aside and say that Josh hired people to rob his own apartment while I was inside and then asked me how I knew them, I said, and I quote, sir.

I've known Josh since we were 13 years old. We moved here to go to college together. He just looked at me when they finally left. They changed the way we walked immediately. I also had to take the next day off from school to drive to the nearest store. Nissan dealership and then waiting about seven hours for my key fob to be reconnected, so yeah, it was a big inconvenience for the men who robbed me. I hope I never see you again for your sake because I'm older and angrier. Now I have defensive weapons and I'm definitely not afraid to kick your ass, so yeah, you won't want to try that again.

The story I'm about to tell you is crazy, but it's the complete truth. It all started a few months ago. Years ago when I decided to create a profile on Tinder, I uploaded some pretty photos and started the swiping process, suddenly I had been matched with this really handsome guy, we started chatting, he was smart, handsome and very polite, the combination of These things almost seemed like too much. It's nice to be honest with me after about a week of chatting, although he had asked to meet with me, which of course I agreed to. We decided to make a date at a local restaurant and I knew I was on time but he still wasn't there, I think I waited about 15 or 20 minutes when suddenly an old man came up to me and said: Hey, can I sit next to you? side, darling?

I replied: I am waiting for someone, sir, yes, I know. Joe's father, the man then said, um, his father, um, where is Joe? Suddenly the man jumped up and then started yelling at you, ho of course you're no different, am I not good enough for you? Come on and I'll take you to your damn Joe. Right after these words, he grabbed my arm and then tried to drag me out of the restaurant. Thank goodness the waitress nearby came to my rescue, then the man backed away for over an hour. He was too shocked to let that go. restaurant so I practically sat there and drank wine when I decided it was time to leave, I realized I was a little drunk and then I started looking for a taxi, one was standing right next to the restaurant so I walked up to him and I asked the driver if he could take me home, however, as soon as I stood next to the window of his taxi, I looked inside and saw the same old creepy guy from the restaurant, he once again tried to get me inside, but I managed to escape and then I called the police, when the police arrived I told them everything that happened, I think they arrested the men but I don't really know as I never saw him again after that, when I got home that night I decided I deleted Tinder straight from my phone, so yeah, after that experience, I really don't think I'll use it again during quarantine.

I've been on Tinder trying to meet new girls. I have a few matches here and there, but none of them really materialized until a few days ago I matched with the girl we'll call Brie. We messaged her on the app for quite a while and she asked for my Snapchat. I decided it would probably be more fun. We talk anyway so I give it to her, we add each other on Snapchat and then she asks me if she can come over so we can quote about quote do things which I politely declined due to the fact that I literally just met her and I'm not quite determined. to look for that, she seems quite upset about it and then continues asking once again to come.

I kept telling her that's not what I'm looking for right now for a while and then she stopped messaging eventually after. About 10 minutes in I get a message saying "I'll see you soon." I text her back saying I don't know what she means. About 30 minutes pass and then I get a photo of her. It appears to be a street. Light on a very dark road right now it's between 12:30 and 1am and I'm wondering what he's doing outside. I asked her what she is doing and this time I have another photo, however, it is a photo of a baseball diamond. in the dark I look at it for a second wondering why it looks so familiar, that's when I realized that the reason it looks familiar is because it's the diamond that's across the street from my house.

I reply to a message and tell him. she stops, opens the message, starts typing and then stops. A few minutes pass and I start to think she's gone. Then I look out the window to see if she's still across the street. Then I see the dark outline of what it appears to be. three people standing around a car while looking through my blinds, a light flashes and I hear someone in the group then shout, there it is, I close all my blinds and curtains and then I go check the locks on my doors, I start to hear knocking on the door of my house, this is followed by a woman's voice and then she screams, let me come in right now.

I call the police and ask them to send me a car immediately. I live in a small town so we don't really have that many. police officers, the station then tells me that the police just took a previous call and that they are going to do a tour in a few minutes. I then yelled at the door that I just called the police about a minute later. I hear the screeching of tires I look out the window and the car is gone now the police pull up in my driveway and come to the door and talk to me but they told me they don't see anything I tell them everything that happened but no Not really I have no proof that they were there.

I thanked the police for showing up and then they left after they left. I checked all the doors and windows in my house and went to my room. I decided to look at my Snapchat, so I might try to figure out how he found me. I looked at my snap map and realized that it somehow came back on even after I turned off my location. I disabled it again and went back to sleep. She sent me a message the next day that she expected. she can see me again and the next meeting goes much better after that message, then I blocked her and reported her on Tinder.

This was three days ago. Now if anything else happens, I'll definitely post an update. I hope this is a lesson for anyone. using location on snapchat is very dangerous ok so i have an update. It's currently around 1:30 in the morning as I write this, it had been about a week since my previous encounter with that Tinder girl, I thought she had moved on. It was wrong, I had heard a car crossing the street just like I did the first time I looked outside, but the car looked different, so I didn't think it was her, I decided to wait a while and then look outside again, the car was still. there are headlights on and the car is running first I try to see the photo my camera changed to flash I quickly turned it on and then took a second photo the flash in the first photos must have been bright enough for them to see because right after taking the second photo the car The door opened on all the steps, a man dressed completely in black, wearing a mask.

I'm not sure how to describe it correctly because I've never seen one like this before the man started walking towards my house and it looks like he has something in his hand at this point I know I need to act fast or this could go very wrong I quickly call the police and the dispatcher tells me to stay on the line while the police arrive my house is about five blocks from the police station but this time they are still there the man tries to run back to his car but the police stop him before I could.

I went out to talk to the police. Then they told me that the man had a knife and all the men told him. Does he know who sent me to the police and then asked me if he had anything to do with why they came last time? I told them yes and that's why the man is there. I told them everything I could about the girl and then they left. They promise to tell me if they find out anything more about the case and that they will also spend more at night. Now I'm going to be up all night watching the street for other cars.

I think tomorrow morning I'm going to stay at a friend's house until he feels better about this. I'll keep everyone posted if anything else happens, but I really hope this ends in March of this year. I started talking to this guy I met. Tinder we will call him jack. He started out being super nice and sweet to me, but being the naive girl that I am, I trusted him. He was still living in my college dorm at the time, but I was lucky enough to have a single room, so I invited him over. When he came to see me when we met, I didn't really see any red flags at the time except for the fact that he warmed to me too quickly, but since I'm not so sure, it felt really good to have his attention.

I'm not going to lie, we slept together that night and then he came another two nights after that, but he was moving out of state and coming back to California a week after we met, but since it's always been a dream of mine to move to Cali, It wasn't really a big deal, so a couple of days after he moved in, I admitted to him that I smoked and he started showing major red flags at this information. It wasn't the fact that he didn't like me smoking. I was taken aback by the fact that he told me that he couldn't continue talking to me because of that, at that moment I felt really connected to him.deeply connected to India and always returns for frequent visits while we were with her in the Caribbean.

She told us about her most recent spiritual journey to India, where she met a very rich man. and a local woman well connected through the organization who quickly became a very close friend, let's call her Connie during our visit Ann introduced us to Connie virtually via Skype because Connie lives in India, we chatted with her a couple of times during our vacation via Skype and I got to know her a little, didn't we know back then that Connie, who Ann had met spontaneously on the other side of the world in India, would soon wreak havoc on our lives?

Now, that's a story I only nodded at and may never be ready to tell because of how many lives were affected by this and the severity of the damage that had been inflicted. What you need to know is that Connie was an outright criminal and con artist who had been preying on our family long before Anne met her. The meeting was not a coincidence, not only did she manage to steal over 100k from our family, but she also took away any peace of mind or sense of security we once had when we finally noticed her and confronted her.

She insisted we were wrong, but then she disappeared. in the air once we force her out of our lives you're probably wondering what this has to do with Ken's story, well get it, the situation with Connie lasted many months, this is all a bit of a blur to me now, but now I spoke to her for the first time

online

in April and remember that the whole ordeal lasted well into the fall, while she was normally residing in India. Ann had invited her to visit us and stay with us, where we currently live, that's where things really got worse.

The things I remember clearly that are important to the story were that the entire time he was with us, he was trying to convince me to transfer schools to a very obscure school and program in the US and he actually I was being very insistent about it. two, she asked me if she was a virgin and she told me to save myself for my husband. Really disturbing, I know that during this time I was so emotionally drained and stressed that I didn't really think about anything other than the situation at hand, in fact, I had stopped socializing almost completely and even started missing classes frequently.

I had lost touch with my high school friends and my college friends were too new to really care, so my strange behavior and new destructive habits went unnoticed until a day after Connie's final disappearance in The Fall Was. at home with my dad when my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and it was a number I didn't have saved, so it showed the contact information as whatever name the phone was registered in my heart and then I let go. Right in my stomach, my phone showed the name, the first name was a man's name and the last name was the same last name as Connie's.

I started to panic and then ran to my room to answer the call. I had no idea what to expect when I picked up the phone and was then greeted by a familiar voice. I knew it. I honestly thought I was going to throw up when I suddenly realized that he had actually been a part of this whole sick plot, of course he had none. There is strong evidence to prove that he was connected to Connie, but let me explain the timing of his appearance and reappearance in my life, the last name, and the fact that he had contacted me out of the blue and I had no idea why or how. we were.

Too strange to be a mere coincidence, of course, I totally freaked out when Ken called and told him that if he ever called me again, he would call the police. His response was just a really weird dry half laugh and then I responded well okay then in the creepiest voice you can imagine and then he hung up. I just knew deep down that this was his last attempt to get back in touch and somehow slide his way back into my family's life. Fortunately, though he had done it. I never heard from Ken again after that day.

Some time after all of this happened, I was having a conversation with a family member who was very involved in all of this. We were talking about the whole ordeal and she told me that she had sent something extremely wrong when Connie was pushing for me to be sent to the US to that dark school. She had the unshakeable feeling that Connie was involved in some kind of human trafficking scene and that if she left she would never see me again. Right at that moment was when the horrible thing happened. The pieces came together for me, I was too naïve to have seen it before the memories came flooding back when I heard Kenneth telling me not to have sex, I promise when he invited me and Connie telling me to stay a virgin.

Like I said, I had never told anyone about Ken or the strange V-card conversation with Connie. I believed strongly and firmly that Ken had been some kind of player in Connie's game and that he was really just there to keep me away from the boys and stop me. of having a boyfriend for those who are wondering, we never called the police on Connie or Ken because nothing really illegal happened literally. It is very difficult to explain. I'll also mention that I tried to find Ken

online

many times after all of this happened. I don't know why I felt like I wanted to expose him or call him, but I couldn't find even a shred of information about him, neither by the name Ken nor by the name on the caller ID, it was like if he didn't even exist, I'm also very bad with the addresses and did not remember his address or where exactly his house was.

I'm sorry if this story is complicated or confusing. I'm trying to make my point without giving names or too many details, which makes it a little challenging. I hope this can serve as a warning to young people to never trust anyone and do thorough checks on people, especially those you meet online, and always be very vigilant. Tired people's intentions also from this incident onwards, I really can't stand many of these spiritual organizations. I never liked the idea of ​​them starting out without judging those who are into that kind of thing, definitely not for me, stay safe. to everyone and ken and connie, if i ever see any of you again i will definitely kick you in the face to hell.