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3 True All Alone at Night Horror Stories (Vol. 2) That Will Haunt Your Nights · True Horror Stories

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  Speaker 1: About ten years ago, I worked at a cemetery. The
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  Speaker 1: money was good and it was relatively easy. All I
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  Speaker 1: really had to do was drive around in my truck
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  Speaker 1: and make sure no kids were causing trouble. Every night
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  Speaker 1: was exactly the same, and by then I had already
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  Speaker 1: gotten used to the creepy nature of the job. After
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  Speaker 1: a normal night of work, I got off around six
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  Speaker 1: a m. And headed home. I didn't usually go to
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  Speaker 1: bed until around eleven or so, and while I was
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  Speaker 1: getting ready at ten thirty, I got a call from
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  Speaker 1: my boss. He asked me if I had seen anything
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  Speaker 1: last night, and I said no because I hadn't. He
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  Speaker 1: then told me that a grave had been defaced. I
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  Speaker 1: swore I didn't see anything, though, especially not some group
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  Speaker 1: of kids, which are typically the culprit. Anyways, he asked
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  Speaker 1: me if I could come back and help him clean it,
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  Speaker 1: and I agreed, of course, because I kind of felt
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  Speaker 1: like it was my fault. When I got there, I
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  Speaker 1: realized I had underestimated how horrible these writings on the
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  Speaker 1: grave had been. This was not the usual small writing
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  Speaker 1: or anything. There was writing all over the stone with
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  Speaker 1: horrible words and markings. What made it so much worse
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  Speaker 1: was that when we were cleaning everything off, I was
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  Speaker 1: finally able to read who the person was. I will
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  Speaker 1: obviously not say the name for privacy reasons, but it
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  Speaker 1: was a child only eight years old when he passed
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  Speaker 1: away just a few months prior. I was filled with
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  Speaker 1: anger and sadness, unlike any I felt before. I mean,
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  Speaker 1: who does that to a kid? I stayed with my
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  Speaker 1: boss for a bit as we checked some surveillance footage.
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  Speaker 1: This cemetery was huge, though, and the only camera we
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  Speaker 1: had was on one building where the funerals were held,
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  Speaker 1: and it wasn't very big. And again, this was quite
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  Speaker 1: a long time ago and cameras weren't what they are
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  Speaker 1: to day. We didn't see any one at all. My
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  Speaker 1: boss notified the town's office, as the cemetery is owned
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  Speaker 1: and run by the city, and for the next few
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  Speaker 1: weeks they had some new guys come out to go
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  Speaker 1: on watch with me from dusk to dawn. Those weeks
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  Speaker 1: went by without anything happening. Didn't see anyone or find
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  Speaker 1: any defaced graves. One of the guys rode around with
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  Speaker 1: me while the other one stayed near the entrance. I
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  Speaker 1: actually became good friends with my watch partner. We wondered
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  Speaker 1: and talked about what the defacer looked like, and after
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  Speaker 1: some time it seemed like we'd never get to know.
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  Speaker 1: Nothing was really happening anymore, and it kind of seemed
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  Speaker 1: like a one and done type of screwed up situation. Eventually,
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  Speaker 1: the other watch guards left due to the inactivity, and
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  Speaker 1: it was back to just me. Another week went by
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  Speaker 1: of nothing before something happened again. One night, as I
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  Speaker 1: had just started my shift and began patrolling, I drove
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  Speaker 1: all the way to the back of the cemetery, got
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  Speaker 1: out and began my walk, which I had to start
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  Speaker 1: doing to see if any graves had writing or whatnot.
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  Speaker 1: As I was getting to about where the kid's grave was,
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  Speaker 1: I realized that something was off. I was a couple
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  Speaker 1: hundred feet away from the kid's grave and it was
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  Speaker 1: pitch black, but something looked out of place. I stared
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  Speaker 1: in that direction for a whole thirty seconds, getting a
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  Speaker 1: little creeped out. Even then, I started walking closer, shining
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  Speaker 1: my dim flashlight all around the area. Once I was
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  Speaker 1: just a hundred feet away, I shined my flashlight again
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  Speaker 1: at the kid's grave. The light barely reached that far
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  Speaker 1: and in the dim, foggy darkness, I could see a
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  Speaker 1: black figure laying on the ground, completely still, next to
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  Speaker 1: the grave. Obviously, I was horrified. I didn't know if
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  Speaker 1: it was a dead body that had been dug up
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  Speaker 1: or a living person trying to hide. I stepped closer slowly,
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  Speaker 1: and once I was maybe forty or fifty feet away,
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  Speaker 1: I almost got a heart attack as the figure jumped
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  Speaker 1: up and sprinted into the dark field of graves, completely
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  Speaker 1: disappearing in the darkness in just a few seconds. I
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  Speaker 1: stood in place, shocked, horrified and confused. Once I got
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  Speaker 1: hold of myself, I ran back to the truck and
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  Speaker 1: radioed for the police. Then I went back over to
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  Speaker 1: the kid's grave. Warned you. What I saw was really disturbing.
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  Speaker 1: In front of the gravestone was a hole. It wasn't
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  Speaker 1: a big hole, nothing done from a shovel, but more
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  Speaker 1: like someone's hands. It didn't even go very deep, maybe
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  Speaker 1: just a foot Either way, though, someone had tried to
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  Speaker 1: dig up this child's grave with their bare hands, and
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  Speaker 1: it made me sick. I'm not sure what the person
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  Speaker 1: was trying to achieve, and unfortunately we never figured out
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  Speaker 1: who did it, but rest assured it never happened again.
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  Speaker 1: The town hired two new people permanently, and one of
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  Speaker 1: us always kept watch over that grave specifically, while the
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  Speaker 1: other two scouted the area. The city also had more
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  Speaker 1: people on watch throughout the day as well. To this day,
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  Speaker 1: that's been by far the worst thing I've seen while
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  Speaker 1: doing graveyard work. No ghosts, no creatures, just horrible human beings.
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  Speaker 1: I'm a community patrol officer for a neighborhood in southern
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  Speaker 1: Las Vegas. If you aren't familiar with this occupation, it's
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  Speaker 1: nothing like a police officer or anything. I'm just a
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  Speaker 1: regular twenty five year old that drives a small patrol
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  Speaker 1: vehicle around nice neighborhoods to make the residents feel safer.
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  Speaker 1: It's a pretty common thing around here, since there's a
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  Speaker 1: lot of rich neighborhoods right next to a violent city.
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  Speaker 1: All my patrols, I have to also report specific community violations.
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  Speaker 1: For instance, some housing communities require bushes to be trimmed
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  Speaker 1: every week, so if I see an overgrown bush, I
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  Speaker 1: have to report it and leave a note at the residence.
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  Speaker 1: It's petty, and I personally find it weird that people
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  Speaker 1: like to live in neighborhoods like that, but it gives
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  Speaker 1: me a job, so I can't complain too much anyway.
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  Speaker 1: I primarily work eight pm to three am. It's an
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  Speaker 1: odd shift, but that's just how they schedule. For some reason,
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  Speaker 1: I'd never seen anything strange before this incident. The only
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  Speaker 1: things I'd ever really see were groups of teenagers doing
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  Speaker 1: dumbshit at the parks at one am. But last week
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  Speaker 1: I had something happened that was beyond disturbing and I
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  Speaker 1: can't stop thinking about it. I was doing my regular patrol,
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  Speaker 1: which was a specific route we had to take during
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  Speaker 1: the middle, beginning and end of our shifts. This was
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  Speaker 1: my midshift patrol, so it was about ten p m.
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  Speaker 1: And pretty quiet outside. During the drive, I have to
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  Speaker 1: check the community pools to make sure they are locked
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  Speaker 1: for the night. I pulled into the small parking lot
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  Speaker 1: and walked over to the gate. I quickly walked inside
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  Speaker 1: and checked the pool area to make sure nobody was
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  Speaker 1: still inside, then went back out and locked it. As
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  Speaker 1: I made my way over to my car, I noticed
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  Speaker 1: a hooded man sitting on one of the park benches
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  Speaker 1: not far from where I was. Both of his hands
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  Speaker 1: were in his pockets and he seemed to just be
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  Speaker 1: staring at the ground. Honestly, I thought the dude was
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  Speaker 1: just waiting for his drug dealer or something, but I
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  Speaker 1: didn't know, nor did I really care. I got back
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  Speaker 1: in my car and continued on with my route. The
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  Speaker 1: community is large and the routes take probably an hour
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  Speaker 1: to complete with no traffic. By the time I finished,
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  Speaker 1: it was just about midnight, and the next little bit
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  Speaker 1: all I had to do was drive around the neighborhoods.
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  Speaker 1: I mindlessly moved the car through the streets for a
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  Speaker 1: while before finding myself back by the pool, to which
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  Speaker 1: I noticed that the man was no longer sitting on
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  Speaker 1: the bench. I slowed the car a bit, looking around
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  Speaker 1: the sidewalks in the park, purely out of curiosity, but
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  Speaker 1: I didn't see him anywhere. Not thinking much of it,
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  Speaker 1: I kept on As I drove past the dark, empty park,
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't help again uneasy sense going through me. I
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  Speaker 1: don't know what it was, but something felt off. I
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  Speaker 1: continued for a few more minutes before pulling up to
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  Speaker 1: a stop sign and noticed a man on the side
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  Speaker 1: as if he was going to walk across. After a
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  Speaker 1: few seconds, I recognized him as the same hooded man
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  Speaker 1: from earlier. He slowly made his way across, but stopped
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  Speaker 1: half way and turned to face me. Being only a
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  Speaker 1: few feet away, he quickly walked up to my window,
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  Speaker 1: trying to ask me something. I cracked the window slightly,
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  Speaker 1: and the man quickly asked me where a specific address was.
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  Speaker 1: Of course, I said I didn't know. Sure I could
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  Speaker 1: have looked it up or given him a general direction,
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  Speaker 1: but the circumstances of the situation fell very off. Even
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  Speaker 1: more oddly, he didn't even have any emotion or response
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  Speaker 1: when I said I didn't know. He just stood in
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  Speaker 1: silence for a second, then repeated his question exactly as
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  Speaker 1: he said it before. This was when I really started
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  Speaker 1: to get nervous and feel unsafe. I told him I
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  Speaker 1: needed to leave, quickly rolling up my window and beginning
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  Speaker 1: to move forward. The man didn't do anything. As I
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  Speaker 1: drove off, looking in my rear view mirror, he was
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  Speaker 1: just standing there in the middle of the road watching
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  Speaker 1: me drive away. I parked down by a nearby street
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  Speaker 1: by one of the houses, then collected my thoughts. It
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  Speaker 1: was a really weird encounter, but wasn't reason enough to
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  Speaker 1: call the police. I didn't know. As bad as it sounds,
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  Speaker 1: calling the police while at work is a big deal,
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  Speaker 1: and I didn't want to unless it was actually necessary.
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  Speaker 1: The big question that kept coming up in my mind, though,
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  Speaker 1: was why was he looking for that address. I decided
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  Speaker 1: to type it into my GPS, and it was just
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  Speaker 1: a few minutes away inside the neighborhood I was patrolling,
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  Speaker 1: so I got back on the road and made my
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  Speaker 1: way over to the address. When I arrived, it seemed
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  Speaker 1: like every other ordinary house at one am. All the
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  Speaker 1: lights were off and nobody was outside. I parked on
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  Speaker 1: the other side of the street and waited for a bit,
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  Speaker 1: But not even thirty seconds later, the hooded man came
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  Speaker 1: into sight walking down the sidewalk towards the house. I
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  Speaker 1: watched from my car as he walked up their driveway
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  Speaker 1: and up to their front door. He knocked a few times,
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  Speaker 1: then waited for a while before knocking again. Almost a
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  Speaker 1: whole minute went by before someone answered the door. Immediately,
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  Speaker 1: the hooded man slammed his body into the homeowner and
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  Speaker 1: fought his way inside the home. I was in shock,
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  Speaker 1: seeing something like this for the first time, happening right
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  Speaker 1: in front of me. I controlled myself as soon as
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  Speaker 1: I could and called the police. As I sat waiting
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  Speaker 1: in fear, I didn't see any movement for two or
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  Speaker 1: three minutes. I debated with myself whether or not to
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  Speaker 1: go in and try and help the homeowner. Honestly, though,
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  Speaker 1: I was terrified and didn't want to make an already
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  Speaker 1: horrible situation even worse, so I stayed in my car. Suddenly,
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  Speaker 1: the front door moved a little, then swung open abruptly,
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  Speaker 1: followed by the hooded man sprinting out and running off
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  Speaker 1: down the street. The police didn't arrive until almost ten
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  Speaker 1: minutes later. I don't know what took so long. I'm
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  Speaker 1: sure it wasn't anyone's fault, but part of me was furious.
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  Speaker 1: By then, the man was long gone and the homeowner
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  Speaker 1: was laying inside, having been beaten so hard that he
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  Speaker 1: was unconscious. Over the next few days, more unfortunate information
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  Speaker 1: came in. The homeowner didn't recognize the man from anywhere
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  Speaker 1: and barely even remembered the situation. But the guy also
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  Speaker 1: didn't steal anything from his house. This was very unusual
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  Speaker 1: because the man had clearly known of the homeowner's address
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  Speaker 1: and his only known goal was to hurt the homeowner. Thus,
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  Speaker 1: it didn't make much sense for the suspect to not
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  Speaker 1: be someone he knew. The whole thing was very strange,
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  Speaker 1: and it still makes me feel uneasy. It's only been
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  Speaker 1: a week since this happened, though, so hopefully more information
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  Speaker 1: comes up and the hooded man gets caught. I had
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  Speaker 1: recently graduated when this occurred a few years ago, and
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  Speaker 1: was taking full advantage of my summer vacation. I had
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  Speaker 1: started working full time at the high school where I
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  Speaker 1: had just completed my studies since I needed the money
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  Speaker 1: for college. My family had asked me to accompany them
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  Speaker 1: to my grandparents' home in Virginia, but I had declined
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  Speaker 1: because I had already purchased tickets for a concert that
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  Speaker 1: was set to take place on the very day we
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  Speaker 1: had to depart. I didn't mind staying behind at all.
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  Speaker 1: I mean, what eighteen year old doesn't want a house
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  Speaker 1: to themselves for a full week. Furthermore, concerns that my
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  Speaker 1: neighbors would complain about the parties or it caused me
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  Speaker 1: any kind of inconvenience because most of them were gone
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  Speaker 1: as well. I had a strong desire for some fried
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  Speaker 1: chicken that day, which took me out of the house
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  Speaker 1: on my way back there was an accident on the
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  Speaker 1: main road, causing a whole line of traffic, so I
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  Speaker 1: decided to take a shortcut and was relying solely on
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  Speaker 1: Google Maps to get me home. I noticed a light
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  Speaker 1: turned on as I passed the mechanic shop along the route.
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  Speaker 1: It was another car, but this car had only one
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  Speaker 1: functional headlight, which was really weird. I distinctly recall finding
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  Speaker 1: it really odd that this automobile had abruptly turned on
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  Speaker 1: its light as I was passing, and I was even
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  Speaker 1: more alarmed when it departed behind me. But I was
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  Speaker 1: aware that I have a tendency to be paranoid, and
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  Speaker 1: that I frequently wonder if someone is watching me and
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  Speaker 1: whether they have malicious intentions. I dismissed the idea as
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  Speaker 1: a weird coincidence and moved on. I started to stress
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  Speaker 1: out as I got closer to my neighborhood and realized
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  Speaker 1: that the car was still following me. My fear was
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  Speaker 1: increased by the fact that I was on gas at
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  Speaker 1: the moment. I had two choices at this point. Either
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  Speaker 1: I turn around and drive home while the strange car pursues,
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  Speaker 1: or I just drive about and see if it follows
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  Speaker 1: or not driving around however, seemed to be a very
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  Speaker 1: dangerous alternative. Because I wasn't sure what I would do
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  Speaker 1: if my car ran out of fuel in the middle
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  Speaker 1: of the road, leaving me trapped with this creep. I
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  Speaker 1: reasoned that I'd better take a chance in a familiar
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  Speaker 1: setting rather than on the side of a lonely, dusky
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  Speaker 1: country road. Once this was decided, I pulled onto my
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  Speaker 1: street and felt my heart drop as the car with
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  Speaker 1: one headlight turned directly behind me. At this moment, I
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  Speaker 1: thought I was doomed. I started pulling into my driveway
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  Speaker 1: because there was nothing else I could do, and to
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  Speaker 1: my absolute horror, they started to follow me up. Now
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  Speaker 1: that I think about it, I believe I should have
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  Speaker 1: called the police, but at the time I was so
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  Speaker 1: engrossed in my own thoughts that the idea never even
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  Speaker 1: entered my head. I might have contacted my dad, who
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  Speaker 1: would have gotten his rifle if he was home, but
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  Speaker 1: he and the rest of the family were twelve hours
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  Speaker 1: away at the time. I stopped and placed my car
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  Speaker 1: in reverse. When the car started to follow me up
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  Speaker 1: the driveway, they reversed in response, but they also came
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  Speaker 1: to a stop at the bottom, thus blocking my way out.
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  Speaker 1: I started moving forward again, but everything just kept repeating.
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  Speaker 1: I drove, they followed, I reversed, and they blocked my
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  Speaker 1: exit over and over again a couple of times. Finally,
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  Speaker 1: I hurriedly pulled further up the driveway and swung my
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  Speaker 1: car around to confront them. They had already covered more
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  Speaker 1: than half of my driveway By this point. I was afraid,
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  Speaker 1: alone and furious. I opened the car door and stepped
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  Speaker 1: out with my small pocket knife firmly in my right
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  Speaker 1: hand and my headlights blazing directly into their face. Because
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  Speaker 1: I've always been naturally paranoid, as I've already mentioned, I
• 14:46
  Speaker 1: used to keep a small knife between my seat and
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  Speaker 1: the car door. I shouted at them, holding the knife out.
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  Speaker 1: I merely hoped that they would be panicked. I think
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  Speaker 1: they might have believed I was a girl or week,
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  Speaker 1: or maybe had not expected me to react so aggressively.
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  Speaker 1: They backed out of my driveway gradually and slowly made
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  Speaker 1: their way down the street. But then they parked their
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  Speaker 1: car by a neighbor's house down the road, and through
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  Speaker 1: the darkness I could see someone get out. It was
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  Speaker 1: at this point that I began to think more clearly
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  Speaker 1: and quickly ran inside and called the police. I then
• 15:19
  Speaker 1: went over to the front window, looking out of the
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  Speaker 1: dark neighborhood streets, but couldn't see any movement. My adrenaline
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  Speaker 1: was fading, and I began to panic even more than
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  Speaker 1: I was when I was standing in the driveway. Just then,
• 15:31
  Speaker 1: footsteps were heard running around the outside of my house,
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  Speaker 1: followed by a nearby window shaking as they tried to
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  Speaker 1: force fully open it. I was terrified and losing my
• 15:40
  Speaker 1: mind in the panic of the moment. The man continued
• 15:43
  Speaker 1: to run around the house, testing every door and window,
• 15:46
  Speaker 1: trying to force them open. I knew I kept everything locked,
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  Speaker 1: but I was worried he may still find a way
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  Speaker 1: to break in. I ran upstairs and locked myself in
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  Speaker 1: the bedroom, then called nine one one again to ask
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  Speaker 1: for an update. I was thankful to hear that they
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  Speaker 1: were in the neighborhood less than a minute away. The
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  Speaker 1: man began banging against the front door, yelling for me
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  Speaker 1: to open it. Two cop cars pulled into the driveway
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  Speaker 1: just in time, though, and surprisingly the man didn't run
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  Speaker 1: or anything. I washed through the windows as they put
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  Speaker 1: him in cuffs. Then I made my way outside to
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  Speaker 1: greet the officers. The guy was trying to convince one
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  Speaker 1: of the cops that he wasn't doing anything wrong, but
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  Speaker 1: of course the cop wasn't buying it anyway. Long story short,
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  Speaker 1: it turned out that the man was heavily under the
• 16:28
  Speaker 1: influence of both drugs and alcohol at the time. He
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  Speaker 1: never explained what his plans for following me or trying
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  Speaker 1: to break into my house were, but considering his state,
• 16:38
  Speaker 1: it couldn't have been good. Luckily, I don't have to
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  Speaker 1: worry about seeing him for a long time. SA