I was assaulted thursday night, if you live in park slope, please be careful
I posted this on myspace but realized quite a few of you on here who don't read my myspace blog live in my area, and I wanted to give you a head's up as the cops are basically waiting for the guy to strike again...
I left crunch on flatbush ave about 9:20 pm, headed towards 5th ave to either get the bus or to walk over to cattyshack to see jeanie, waiting for some phonecalls... I walked down park place, I walk down park place ALL the time for the past 7 years, I used to live right around the corner from there, maggie gyllenhall lives a couple of doors over from my old apt, this is a nice neighborhood for those of you who don't know park slope... anyway, I digress.
I crossed 6th ave and was walking toward 5th and I heard NOTHING, I walked under some scaffolding that is on the church on the left and suddenly there was a tall man's hand over my face and his other arm around my arms and at first I thought "which one of my asshole friends am I now going to smack for trying to scare me" because everyone in this friggin' neighborhood knows me, even the ambulance driver said "hey you're the lucky 13 girl". but once the man said in my ear "don't scream" I realized it wasn't a joke and I tried to fight him but he was behind me and had me pretty good already because I let my guard down when I thought it must be someone I knew, it was only 9:30 at night!!!!! so I tried to scream but his gloved hand was over my mouth and then he had me on the ground and just started STOMPING on my head, maybe 4 or 5 times, I saw flashes of white each time and took the defensive position to try and protect myself and he grabbed my purse and it gets a little fuzzy then, I don't know where he went and I didn't know if he had a weapon so I waited in the position for a minute in case he was planning on kicking my face in, and I kinda like my face so I thought I would keep it protected for another minute, and then I somehow managed to get up and run back towards 6th ave screaming somebody call 911! call 911! and some people appeared and called 911. I collapsed on the ground, my head was worse than I had thought. the police came and questioned me and I was ranting how I had a ton of cash and credit cards and new $150 headphones and prada sunglasses and like hundreds of dollars in makeup in my bag and go fucking find it but all I knew was that he was tall, and black, and wearing a hat, there was no way I could have identified him and we drove around but there were 2 dozen black guys in hats on 5th ave, it was drizzling out, there was no hope, and then we went back to the spot and the ambulance guys wanted to put me in a neck brace and immobilize me but I said no fucking way and then they wanted to take me to methodist and I said no fucking way so we went to LIC hospital.
I am quite lucky to be alive, and I came out relatively ok, I do have a concussion but at the hospital they did cat scans to make sure I didn't have a hematoma or any other brain problems, they gave me a tetanus shot since I had some sidewalk grit in my head, and they gave me a couple of percocet for the pain. sadly, they gave me none to go home with. :P I am fortunate I have such a hard head.
anyway, I am going to be ok, I am banged up but it could have been so much worse, on one hand I was mad at myself for fighting back at all, but on the other hand, a friend pointed out to me yesterday that if I *didn't* fight back and didn't scream like he said he might have dragged me off somewhere and god only knows what might have happened, there is a dark parking area right there on that block... and I have no idea if he had a weapon since I never saw him... so I'm lucky...
had to get the locks changed on the apartment since my keys were in the bag and I'm sure my address somewhere in there though my ID had my PO box on it... which sucks because my PO box key was in there too, I'll have to try and take care of that monday, sigh. I've cancelled all my credit cards I could think of.
anyway, I will now be accepting gift certificates to the apple store and to sephora to replace some of my shit. ha. ha. ha. ;P
I left crunch on flatbush ave about 9:20 pm, headed towards 5th ave to either get the bus or to walk over to cattyshack to see jeanie, waiting for some phonecalls... I walked down park place, I walk down park place ALL the time for the past 7 years, I used to live right around the corner from there, maggie gyllenhall lives a couple of doors over from my old apt, this is a nice neighborhood for those of you who don't know park slope... anyway, I digress.
I crossed 6th ave and was walking toward 5th and I heard NOTHING, I walked under some scaffolding that is on the church on the left and suddenly there was a tall man's hand over my face and his other arm around my arms and at first I thought "which one of my asshole friends am I now going to smack for trying to scare me" because everyone in this friggin' neighborhood knows me, even the ambulance driver said "hey you're the lucky 13 girl". but once the man said in my ear "don't scream" I realized it wasn't a joke and I tried to fight him but he was behind me and had me pretty good already because I let my guard down when I thought it must be someone I knew, it was only 9:30 at night!!!!! so I tried to scream but his gloved hand was over my mouth and then he had me on the ground and just started STOMPING on my head, maybe 4 or 5 times, I saw flashes of white each time and took the defensive position to try and protect myself and he grabbed my purse and it gets a little fuzzy then, I don't know where he went and I didn't know if he had a weapon so I waited in the position for a minute in case he was planning on kicking my face in, and I kinda like my face so I thought I would keep it protected for another minute, and then I somehow managed to get up and run back towards 6th ave screaming somebody call 911! call 911! and some people appeared and called 911. I collapsed on the ground, my head was worse than I had thought. the police came and questioned me and I was ranting how I had a ton of cash and credit cards and new $150 headphones and prada sunglasses and like hundreds of dollars in makeup in my bag and go fucking find it but all I knew was that he was tall, and black, and wearing a hat, there was no way I could have identified him and we drove around but there were 2 dozen black guys in hats on 5th ave, it was drizzling out, there was no hope, and then we went back to the spot and the ambulance guys wanted to put me in a neck brace and immobilize me but I said no fucking way and then they wanted to take me to methodist and I said no fucking way so we went to LIC hospital.
I am quite lucky to be alive, and I came out relatively ok, I do have a concussion but at the hospital they did cat scans to make sure I didn't have a hematoma or any other brain problems, they gave me a tetanus shot since I had some sidewalk grit in my head, and they gave me a couple of percocet for the pain. sadly, they gave me none to go home with. :P I am fortunate I have such a hard head.
anyway, I am going to be ok, I am banged up but it could have been so much worse, on one hand I was mad at myself for fighting back at all, but on the other hand, a friend pointed out to me yesterday that if I *didn't* fight back and didn't scream like he said he might have dragged me off somewhere and god only knows what might have happened, there is a dark parking area right there on that block... and I have no idea if he had a weapon since I never saw him... so I'm lucky...
had to get the locks changed on the apartment since my keys were in the bag and I'm sure my address somewhere in there though my ID had my PO box on it... which sucks because my PO box key was in there too, I'll have to try and take care of that monday, sigh. I've cancelled all my credit cards I could think of.
anyway, I will now be accepting gift certificates to the apple store and to sephora to replace some of my shit. ha. ha. ha. ;P