Serious (and Curious) Question for those reading my LJ
What is the SCARIEST day of your life? What had you truly scared, and post details! This is a serious question. I was talking with a friend, and wanted to explain something that happened to me years ago.
MINE: I have this written in my actual journal, but not on here, but thought it would be an interesting story to tell. Forgive me, its been a long time since I have thought about this. Some info might be a bit off, but you will get the idea.
YEAR: 1991
WHERE: Fremont, CA to Half Moon Bay, CA (The LONG way..the idiot didn't know where he was going... so we went 880 - 17 - Highway 1, over 100 miles. INSTEAD of the QUICK way over the San Mateo Bridge. Fuckin Idiot.)
WHAT HAPPENED: I was in college at the time. I was having a regular 'ol day until I walked back through the dark parking lot to my car where I find my Ex-BF (from 3 years previous) leaning on my car. WTF? I basically asked him, "Rob, what the fuck are you doing here? Go away." He points a orange flare gun at me, and says, "Get in the car". Well Fuck what was I supposed to do? I know what flare guns are and what they do because I have been boating with my dad enough in the past.
So he says "Get on 880 and drive". I get in the car, and I am KICKING myself because I JUST FILLED UP WITH GAS! ARG!! My poor Chevette it did NOT like this drive. During the drive, I ask him several times "Where are we going?" he was just babbling about his Ex and doesn't love him anymore, and its come to this, etc. He was really freaking me out. So we drive for over two hours, down 880, up 17, up Highway 1 until we FINALLY get to Half Moon Bay of all places. I was REALLLLLLY scared and REALLY confused on what the hell he wanted to come here for.
He was looking around, it looks like for SOMEONE at a particular camping place. Since I was in a car for 2.5 hours, I REALLLY had to go to the bathroom, and looked over at where the bathrooms were and LOW AND BEHOLD - PHONES!!!! OMG it couldn't get better.
So I told him "Rob, I REALLY have to pee, we have been driving for HOURS, can I PLEASE go!?" he said "Go but hurry back!" (DURRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, Fuckin' idiot) So I found people on the way to the bathrooms and told them "I don't know if you will believe me or not, but I have been kidnapped and I REALLY need to use those phones over there to call the police, can you come with me?" And they both came with me.
I grabbed a phone, called 9-1-1 and told the lady on the line where I thought I was, and what happened and who is kidnapping me, etc. I could NOT believe what happened next: LIGHTS AND BLARING SIRENS ACROSS THE STREET FROM WHERE I WAS STANDING!!!! I could NOT believe the luck I had!!! I was crying on the phone and the lady there said: "Stay on the phone with me. " I also hear "Do you need to K9s?" and then "They think they know where you are, do you see Lights and Hear sirens?" I said " YES YES YES!!! They are right there! One police man is coming to me RIGHT NOW" She said "Stay on the phone until they hang it up for you" So I waved my arms to get their attention and this Police car came SCREAMING UP to me and a Police LADY shoved me in the back of the car and said "STAY DOWN!" I wasn't going to argue with that!
I was thinking to my self "OH SHIT! Rob is going to get his ass fed to him, they have the dogs out! Holy Fuck!!" I was shaking in the back of the police car and I heard her and some other police men on the walkie talkies that they believe they have the right guy (he is 6'7" and blond / blue, I think he was easy to find!) So Police Officer Bear (that really was her last name!) drove me up to my still running car and told me "We have a bright light on him, so he can't see you, is that him?" I said, "yes, that is Rob -----" So she nodded and Rob was hand cuffed and put in the back of another Police Car and driven away.
I was allowed out of the Police Car and they were taking things out of my car that he had with him in a duffel bag. There were Hand Cuffs, Rope, full flares, more flare shots for the gun (the police officer taking stuff out said "Yeah, that could have put a hole in you!", the flare gun had a shot in it, and was cocked, ready to be shot. Also, they told me he had four more flare gun shots in his socks. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. what did he plan to do with me?? I still don't know.
I was told to follow the police cars back across the street to the Head Quarters of the Half Moon Bay Police Dept. So I did, and was shaking so bad, I could hardly drive. They gave me a hot chocolate, and told me I would be there a while, and would I like to call anyone? So I called my Dad, and my BF at the time, Marty. Marty wanted to get up there and STRANGLE Rob. I told him I was fine, and would be home in a few hours. He told me he would stay up for me.
They got me in a room, I had to write down everything that happened, then I had to talk to a police officer who asked tons of questions while being recorded. I was very, very tired. By this time it must have been around 1AM. The police officers told me there is a MUCH easier and faster way home that would only take about 45 minutes if I wanted to leave. FUCK YES I wanted to leave, I was in total shock.
So, weeks later, I was told to go to a court room, my dad came with me. I had to get up on the chair and point to him, and say HE kidnapped me. They cross examined me, and everything was in my favor and Rob was in a Very, VERY bad place.
He was charged with Kidnapping, assault with a deadly weapon, and Holding a Person Against Their Will. (Yes, All Felonies) I think Deadly Weapon was dropped, I don't actually know.
I have never seen him since that night, and hope I never do. When I think of it, it still freaks me out a bit, but I have learned to get out of that bad place.
So, how about you, what is the Scariest day/night of your life? I am SERIOUSLY curious!!!
-J
MINE: I have this written in my actual journal, but not on here, but thought it would be an interesting story to tell. Forgive me, its been a long time since I have thought about this. Some info might be a bit off, but you will get the idea.
YEAR: 1991
WHERE: Fremont, CA to Half Moon Bay, CA (The LONG way..the idiot didn't know where he was going... so we went 880 - 17 - Highway 1, over 100 miles. INSTEAD of the QUICK way over the San Mateo Bridge. Fuckin Idiot.)
WHAT HAPPENED: I was in college at the time. I was having a regular 'ol day until I walked back through the dark parking lot to my car where I find my Ex-BF (from 3 years previous) leaning on my car. WTF? I basically asked him, "Rob, what the fuck are you doing here? Go away." He points a orange flare gun at me, and says, "Get in the car". Well Fuck what was I supposed to do? I know what flare guns are and what they do because I have been boating with my dad enough in the past.
So he says "Get on 880 and drive". I get in the car, and I am KICKING myself because I JUST FILLED UP WITH GAS! ARG!! My poor Chevette it did NOT like this drive. During the drive, I ask him several times "Where are we going?" he was just babbling about his Ex and doesn't love him anymore, and its come to this, etc. He was really freaking me out. So we drive for over two hours, down 880, up 17, up Highway 1 until we FINALLY get to Half Moon Bay of all places. I was REALLLLLLY scared and REALLY confused on what the hell he wanted to come here for.
He was looking around, it looks like for SOMEONE at a particular camping place. Since I was in a car for 2.5 hours, I REALLLY had to go to the bathroom, and looked over at where the bathrooms were and LOW AND BEHOLD - PHONES!!!! OMG it couldn't get better.
So I told him "Rob, I REALLY have to pee, we have been driving for HOURS, can I PLEASE go!?" he said "Go but hurry back!" (DURRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, Fuckin' idiot) So I found people on the way to the bathrooms and told them "I don't know if you will believe me or not, but I have been kidnapped and I REALLY need to use those phones over there to call the police, can you come with me?" And they both came with me.
I grabbed a phone, called 9-1-1 and told the lady on the line where I thought I was, and what happened and who is kidnapping me, etc. I could NOT believe what happened next: LIGHTS AND BLARING SIRENS ACROSS THE STREET FROM WHERE I WAS STANDING!!!! I could NOT believe the luck I had!!! I was crying on the phone and the lady there said: "Stay on the phone with me. " I also hear "Do you need to K9s?" and then "They think they know where you are, do you see Lights and Hear sirens?" I said " YES YES YES!!! They are right there! One police man is coming to me RIGHT NOW" She said "Stay on the phone until they hang it up for you" So I waved my arms to get their attention and this Police car came SCREAMING UP to me and a Police LADY shoved me in the back of the car and said "STAY DOWN!" I wasn't going to argue with that!
I was thinking to my self "OH SHIT! Rob is going to get his ass fed to him, they have the dogs out! Holy Fuck!!" I was shaking in the back of the police car and I heard her and some other police men on the walkie talkies that they believe they have the right guy (he is 6'7" and blond / blue, I think he was easy to find!) So Police Officer Bear (that really was her last name!) drove me up to my still running car and told me "We have a bright light on him, so he can't see you, is that him?" I said, "yes, that is Rob -----" So she nodded and Rob was hand cuffed and put in the back of another Police Car and driven away.
I was allowed out of the Police Car and they were taking things out of my car that he had with him in a duffel bag. There were Hand Cuffs, Rope, full flares, more flare shots for the gun (the police officer taking stuff out said "Yeah, that could have put a hole in you!", the flare gun had a shot in it, and was cocked, ready to be shot. Also, they told me he had four more flare gun shots in his socks. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. what did he plan to do with me?? I still don't know.
I was told to follow the police cars back across the street to the Head Quarters of the Half Moon Bay Police Dept. So I did, and was shaking so bad, I could hardly drive. They gave me a hot chocolate, and told me I would be there a while, and would I like to call anyone? So I called my Dad, and my BF at the time, Marty. Marty wanted to get up there and STRANGLE Rob. I told him I was fine, and would be home in a few hours. He told me he would stay up for me.
They got me in a room, I had to write down everything that happened, then I had to talk to a police officer who asked tons of questions while being recorded. I was very, very tired. By this time it must have been around 1AM. The police officers told me there is a MUCH easier and faster way home that would only take about 45 minutes if I wanted to leave. FUCK YES I wanted to leave, I was in total shock.
So, weeks later, I was told to go to a court room, my dad came with me. I had to get up on the chair and point to him, and say HE kidnapped me. They cross examined me, and everything was in my favor and Rob was in a Very, VERY bad place.
He was charged with Kidnapping, assault with a deadly weapon, and Holding a Person Against Their Will. (Yes, All Felonies) I think Deadly Weapon was dropped, I don't actually know.
I have never seen him since that night, and hope I never do. When I think of it, it still freaks me out a bit, but I have learned to get out of that bad place.
So, how about you, what is the Scariest day/night of your life? I am SERIOUSLY curious!!!
-J