SCARY STORY #1: The Street Stalker

My work starts from 9am until 6pm. While I’m going to the train station I noticed there’s a middle-aged man sitting on a motorcycle looking at me. At first I didn’t mind, the only thing I thought of is probably he is just looking at all the people he sees walking in that street. The distance from the street I live to the train station will take about 10-15 minutes. It happens everyday, going to work and arriving at home. Until, one day, when I crossed the road to go straight in our street, I knew someone was following me, I felt so uncomfortable but I shrugged it off. I mean, at that time a lot of people are going home and the place I live is a residential area.

Suddenly, a man riding a motorcycle stopped almost in front of me and asked a language I can’t understand. I just told him that I don’t understand and left. But, he still followed me, and when I was in front of the white gate. He got off of his motorcycle and grabbed my right arm trying to pull me inside his house. He still says something but I know it is not good. What scares me the most is, there are people in front of us and they don't care. He is strong enough to pull me and when I’m almost inside of the gate I shouted “Don’t touch me! What are you doing?”. When I was able to lose from his grip I started sprinting to the nearby police station. When I told them about it they went to the house of that man and he is no longer there. They advised me to file a case against him, and so I did. After a few weeks, I don’t have any news but one thing for sure I know he no longer lives in our street and I never want to meet him again.