He said he’d kill me
“When I was 15, I was walking home from the bus stop about 5 blocks away from my house when an older man on a bike stopped me. He grabbed my arm and started going on about how he didn’t like me out about, and that if he sees me again, he will kill me.
He then kissed my hand and let it go. I ran to the closest house I knew and had someone drive me the rest of the way home.” — keevat