He Didn’t Fight Back
So when I was 14, my mom and I moved to a new city. Since our place didn’t have much storage, we were given a space at a separate place in the building, just around a corner. One evening, I went to the storage space around 11 pm to get some old toys. When I opened the door and went inside, what I saw stopped me in my tracks.
There was a middle-aged man dressed up as a clown standing there in the shadows at the back of the room. I swear, he had the craziest look in his eyes. I bolted out of there as fast as I could, told my mom, and she called the police. When they arrived, the man was still standing in the corner. He didn’t fight back when the police arrested him.
Apparently he was really high and was just spacing out. They never told me how he had entered the storage space, but they changed the lock after that incident.
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