22. I hope he doesn’t come back…
2AM last night I was in the car with my girlfriend heading back to my place to drop her off to her car. I notice a car parked on the side of the road by the stop sign of our street. It didn’t look like anyone was in it so I just ignored it. We continue down into the end of our road and pull into my driveway. I walk her to her car and kiss her goodbye.
Minutes later she calls me panicking, “Someone is following me! He’s trying to hit the back of my car! Help!” I swing the door open to my room and hurdle down stairs to my car in the garage. I floor it and find out where she was. Sure enough it was the car that was parked by the stop sign. The guy was right behind her car weaving trying to get beside her and almost hitting her car. I quickly jot down his license plate and speed up behind him. I pull beside him and act like I’m going to ram him off the road. He pulls his car over slowly and I slow down to get a good look at him. He was smiling with his eyes at me in a ski mask.
I start calling the cops while I’m following my girlfriend who is now calming down on the phone. I look in the rear view mirror and see him turn around slowly and go into the opposite direction. The cops show up and I tell them everything, but there’s not much they can do at that point.
He knows where I live… I hope he doesn’t come back…
