Sometimes when you're holding on you never see the light
Have you ever just wanted to disapear?
Some guy followed me home tonight. The light in my parking lot was out and it was so 12:30am dark. I didn't see him until I was standing at my passenger door, getting ready to pull my stuff out. He was dark and he came to the edge of the shadows and started rambling on about how he came home and caught his woman in bed with another man and that his neighbor loaned him his bike and a cell phone, but could I please give him $3 so he could get out of here. He kept going on and on about how embarrassed he was as he moved closer and closer to my car. I told him I didn't have any cash on me and I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. He must have seen the light because he took off then. He never got close enough so that I could see him clearly.
I feel...shaken...scared. I worry because if he really was up to no good, then he knows what I look like, what my car looks like and where I live.
Maybe I just have an overactive imagination.
Some guy followed me home tonight. The light in my parking lot was out and it was so 12:30am dark. I didn't see him until I was standing at my passenger door, getting ready to pull my stuff out. He was dark and he came to the edge of the shadows and started rambling on about how he came home and caught his woman in bed with another man and that his neighbor loaned him his bike and a cell phone, but could I please give him $3 so he could get out of here. He kept going on and on about how embarrassed he was as he moved closer and closer to my car. I told him I didn't have any cash on me and I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. He must have seen the light because he took off then. He never got close enough so that I could see him clearly.
I feel...shaken...scared. I worry because if he really was up to no good, then he knows what I look like, what my car looks like and where I live.
Maybe I just have an overactive imagination.