I Left Him in the Dust
I was walking home from the bus stop after school one day. I was about 15 years old at the time. It really wasn’t a far walk, but there were construction workers drinking on the side of the road. Things immediately took a turn for the worst when one of them got up and started following me home.
The worst part of it was that he was yelling out suggestive things the whole time. His intentions were pretty clear. I got to about 200 meters or so from my house and just started sprinting.
We had an automatic gate and I realized that he would catch me if I waited for it to open…or, worse, he would follow me in. So I climbed over that gate like an Olympic athlete and left him in the dust. Story credit: Reddit / Vonnybon
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