My Friday the 13th story
What I'm sure was just a random act happened on not such a random day. I woke up this Friday the 13th morning at 7:30 like any normal day and did my daily getting ready for work rituals, excited that it was Friday and that tomorrow is Valentine's Day and tonight I would be celebrating Valentine's Day with my boyfriend. The normalcy came to a complete halt as I entered from my inside world to the much bigger and more unpredictable outside one. I stood at the doorway with the door open, looking at the spot where I had parked my car the night before only to see a empty space there. Why was there an empty space where my car was supposed to be taking up about 8 x 6 feet of that space I was staring at? Did I forget where I had parked it? So I looked all around the street in hopes of making the pit in my stomach disappear. The pit didn't disappear, it grew bigger and bigger as I came to the stark realization that my car was no where to be seen. I had remembered where I parked it the night before and it simply was not there. My car was stolen in the middle of the night, the morning of Friday the 13th.
Throughout the day today, I've had so many questions racing through my mind. Did the bad economy make someone so desperate that they had to steel my car? Did a couple of kids think it would be a funny prank to take someone's car for a joy ride? Is my car going to be found in some abandoned ally? What did the thieves who stole my car do to it? Strip it for parts? Sell it on the black market? Do I even want my car returned to me now that someone else has had their way with it?
I feel violated, cheated. I don't feel mad or angry though. I feel sorry for those robbers. I hope they can improve their life situations so that they can stop steeling cars and get a real life. Sucks for them.
Throughout the day today, I've had so many questions racing through my mind. Did the bad economy make someone so desperate that they had to steel my car? Did a couple of kids think it would be a funny prank to take someone's car for a joy ride? Is my car going to be found in some abandoned ally? What did the thieves who stole my car do to it? Strip it for parts? Sell it on the black market? Do I even want my car returned to me now that someone else has had their way with it?
I feel violated, cheated. I don't feel mad or angry though. I feel sorry for those robbers. I hope they can improve their life situations so that they can stop steeling cars and get a real life. Sucks for them.