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3 True Foster Care Horror Stories That Will Break Your Heart · True Horror Stories

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  Speaker 1: I'm unmobile, so the format might be a little bit wonky,
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  Speaker 1: and just as a reference, I'm a transgender man and
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  Speaker 1: use he pronouns now. But to make this story easier,
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  Speaker 1: I'm going to refer to myself as a female. At
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  Speaker 1: the time, my name was Samantha. This happened to me
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  Speaker 1: when I was around twelve, so if I'm twenty now,
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  Speaker 1: that would make this about eight years ago. Every summer,
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  Speaker 1: I would spend the time with my grandparents, who lived
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  Speaker 1: up in the mountains in a very small mountainside town.
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  Speaker 1: It was one of those remote little towns where just
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  Speaker 1: about everyone knew each other, but it was as empty
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  Speaker 1: as it was close. We barely had any street lights
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  Speaker 1: at the time, none by my house, you know that
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  Speaker 1: sort of thing. My grandparents were also a tad bit irresponsible.
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  Speaker 1: They would often leave me at the house all alone
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  Speaker 1: whenever they needed to run errands in the city a
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  Speaker 1: few hours away. I was a pretty responsible kid, though,
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  Speaker 1: and so nothing bad ever happened until one summer evening.
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  Speaker 1: One summer's evening, and I took a glass of iced
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  Speaker 1: tea outside so I could sit on the porch and
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  Speaker 1: watch the sun set. I was minding my own business,
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  Speaker 1: sitting there all alone, when all of a sudden, I
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  Speaker 1: heard a voice call out to me, Hey, you, little lady.
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  Speaker 1: The voice was sort of thick and raspy, like this
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  Speaker 1: person had been chain smoking for forty years straight. I
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  Speaker 1: look up, and there's a man at the end of
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  Speaker 1: the driveway. To this day, his images burned into my mind.
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  Speaker 1: He was tall. He towered over me at about six
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  Speaker 1: foot five if I had to wager a guess. He
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  Speaker 1: was wearing a pair of overalls that were caked in
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  Speaker 1: grime and dirt, and when I would later learn to
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  Speaker 1: be animal blood, a white wife beater that was torn
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  Speaker 1: all to muddy black boots, and somehow a completely pristine
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  Speaker 1: silver watch. He was an older man, maybe about fifty
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  Speaker 1: or sixty, and his eyes were a sharp blue. His
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  Speaker 1: face was so wrinkled up that it reminded me of
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  Speaker 1: a walrus. His hair was gray with light streaks of blond.
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  Speaker 1: He had a huge long beard and was mostly balding,
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  Speaker 1: with long hair to his shoulders wherever he wasn't. He
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  Speaker 1: was also missing most of his teeth. If you're wondering
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  Speaker 1: how I got such a good look at him, I'll
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  Speaker 1: get to that in a moment. I didn't automatically assume
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  Speaker 1: the worst, even if this situation was very odd, I
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  Speaker 1: sort of replied with a non committal yeah. He got
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  Speaker 1: closer to me, to the point where we were now
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  Speaker 1: only about ten feet apart. Do you have directions to one,
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  Speaker 1: two three four Forest Lane? He asked? That was my address? Uh,
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  Speaker 1: that's here this Are you looking for my grandparents and
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  Speaker 1: they aren't home today? Big mistake, My naive self thought
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  Speaker 1: nothing bad of this entire situation. He nodded, and this
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  Speaker 1: grin formed on his face. It was positively toothless and
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  Speaker 1: genuinely sinister. It was then that it clicked that something
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  Speaker 1: wasn't quite right. Good, very good. The man looked all around.
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  Speaker 1: It occurred to me that none of my neighbors were home.
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  Speaker 1: Most were out to dinner, were staying late at work.
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  Speaker 1: It was a Friday night. After all. My stomach sank.
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  Speaker 1: The man looked back at me and seemed to scan
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  Speaker 1: me up and down. You're a very pretty girl, he said,
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  Speaker 1: simply too pretty to be under age, I reckon, and
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  Speaker 1: that made me start to shake. I was frozen in
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  Speaker 1: my steps, And here is this man who took a
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  Speaker 1: few steps closer then and asked me a question that
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  Speaker 1: chilled me to my core, and to this day it
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  Speaker 1: still haunts me. Are you afraid to die? Samantha? He
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  Speaker 1: knew my name. I had never seen this man before
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  Speaker 1: in my entire life, but somehow he knew my name.
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  Speaker 1: That's what scared me the most. I very wisely decided
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  Speaker 1: to get the fuck out of Dodge, and I ran
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  Speaker 1: into the house, slamming the glass screen door and locking it.
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  Speaker 1: The side note, our front door is a sliding glass door.
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  Speaker 1: It's weird. I know. He stood maybe about three feet
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  Speaker 1: away from the door, and after that we just stared
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  Speaker 1: at each other. In my head, I thought, I don't
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  Speaker 1: know if any of the other windows or doors are locked.
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  Speaker 1: He knew that I was thinking that, and so we
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  Speaker 1: stood in the standoff, just staring. I got a very
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  Speaker 1: good look at the man, everything from the smallest toe
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  Speaker 1: to the very top of his head. Each of us
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  Speaker 1: stood there, barely moving, seeming to be in an endless
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  Speaker 1: game of red light green light, and whoever moved first
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  Speaker 1: would lose everything. The sun was setting. It felt like
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  Speaker 1: an eternity, but in reality we were maybe only there
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  Speaker 1: for ten minutes. Talks every thirty seconds. It would get
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  Speaker 1: just a little bit darker and darker and darker. The
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  Speaker 1: man was slowly becoming just a silhouette, and then he
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  Speaker 1: was starting to disappear. No street lights, no neighbors, no witnesses.
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  Speaker 1: I began to tear up and shake. I was so scared.
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  Speaker 1: I don't think I've ever been more scared in my
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  Speaker 1: entire life. Was I going to die here? I was
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  Speaker 1: so young, and there was so much I still wanted
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  Speaker 1: to do. If he ran to get in. What would
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  Speaker 1: I do next? Would I go back outside and try
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  Speaker 1: to make a run for the gas station up the street?
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  Speaker 1: Would I try to hide an outlast him until my
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  Speaker 1: grandparents arrived? If so, where could I hide? And then,
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  Speaker 1: by some grace of God, at that exact moment my
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  Speaker 1: grandparents arrived home, the head lights shined on the man,
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  Speaker 1: or at least that's where he should have been. Somehow,
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  Speaker 1: he was already long gone. I ran to my grandparents,
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  Speaker 1: sobbing and telling them the entire story. They called the police,
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  Speaker 1: but there wasn't much they could do. A few years later,
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  Speaker 1: I was at my grandparents' house once again. I woke
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  Speaker 1: up from a good night's sleep and wandered off into
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  Speaker 1: the kitchen, serving myself some breakfast that my grandma had made.
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  Speaker 1: I sat at the table right next to my grandpa. Wordlessly,
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  Speaker 1: he handed me the paper that he was reading. Front page.
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  Speaker 1: Above the fold, there was a mug shot of the
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  Speaker 1: man I had encountered that day. He was a butcher
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  Speaker 1: in a remote town just a few hours away, convicted
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  Speaker 1: for killing and committing necrophilia on the bodies of his
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  Speaker 1: wife and three kids, then butchering them into pieces and
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  Speaker 1: throwing them out deep into the world. He apparently was
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  Speaker 1: also under investigation for various murders, all of which involved dismemberment.
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  Speaker 1: I have no idea if anyone else saw this man
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  Speaker 1: or knows about the case off the top of their heads,
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  Speaker 1: but if you do, it would be really interesting to
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  Speaker 1: hear about and maybe read that news article again. I
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  Speaker 1: wouldn't be surprised, since this is so fucking sinister in nature.
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  Speaker 1: Apparently he only killed women, and if he truly did
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  Speaker 1: dismember all those people, I would fit his victim profile
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  Speaker 1: to a t young female, dark hair, dark eyes, and
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  Speaker 1: of Native or Hispanic origin. My grandfather took back the
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  Speaker 1: newspaper after I was done reading it and then trying
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  Speaker 1: to conceal how shaken he was. He put a hand
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  Speaker 1: on my shoulder and said, I'm so happy to have
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  Speaker 1: you here, kidd. To give some background information, this event
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  Speaker 1: occurred a little over a year ago, and I still
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  Speaker 1: haven't been able to even begin to get over it.
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  Speaker 1: I'm a twenty two year old five foot four female,
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  Speaker 1: and at the time I was twenty one. My family
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  Speaker 1: and I had recently moved to a new town. There
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  Speaker 1: was a fair amount more rural than the town I
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  Speaker 1: had previously limped in. Our house was a large ranch
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  Speaker 1: style house with a basement. I was home from college,
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  Speaker 1: and my parents had left for the week to celebrate
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  Speaker 1: their wedding anniversary with their friends who lived several hours away.
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  Speaker 1: Before I continue, I'll give a quick layout of the
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  Speaker 1: house so that you'll be able to imagine the setting
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  Speaker 1: a bit more clearly. There were three doors which led
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  Speaker 1: into the house, one on the front porch, a sliding
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  Speaker 1: glass door on the back porch which did have a
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  Speaker 1: lock in floor length curtains for privacy, and another door
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  Speaker 1: on the other side of the wall, from which my
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  Speaker 1: bedroom led into the garage and basement. When you walk
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  Speaker 1: out of my bedroom and turn, you can see all
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  Speaker 1: the way across the house through the kitchen, living room,
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  Speaker 1: and dining area, to the door of my parents' bedroom
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  Speaker 1: and the stairs leading up from the basement. At this point,
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  Speaker 1: it had been a few days since my parents had left,
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  Speaker 1: and so far I hadn't had any problems, and they
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  Speaker 1: had sent me a couple of messages on Facebook letting
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  Speaker 1: me know that they had arrived to their friend's house
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  Speaker 1: safely and were having a very good time. The day
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  Speaker 1: had gone pretty well, and I was sure to check
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  Speaker 1: that I had locked all the doors of the house.
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  Speaker 1: Once the sun started to go down. It was about
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  Speaker 1: eleven PM and I was doing my nightly routine of
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  Speaker 1: staying in bed and messing around on the computer when
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  Speaker 1: I suddenly got the sinking feeling of dread. It felt
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  Speaker 1: as if I was being watched. It was summer and
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  Speaker 1: we didn't have ac so I had a large box
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  Speaker 1: van in the window blowing the cool night air into
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  Speaker 1: my stiflingly hot room. But once that feeling settled over me,
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  Speaker 1: I decided that maybe I I should remove the fan
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  Speaker 1: and close the window, just to be safe. Once removing
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  Speaker 1: the fan, shutting and locking the window, and pulling down
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  Speaker 1: the curtain, I felt a bit better. However, I still
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  Speaker 1: could not shake the feeling of dread. I lay back
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  Speaker 1: down in my bed and tried to continue what I
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  Speaker 1: was doing, although I never put my headphones back on.
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  Speaker 1: After only a few minutes, I began to hear something
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  Speaker 1: that sounded like light scratching. I sat still in bed,
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  Speaker 1: listening to the sound and trying to pinpoint what it
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  Speaker 1: was and if I recognized the noise at all. Our
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  Speaker 1: new house, although relatively close in distance to our neighbors,
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  Speaker 1: had a fair amount of forest all around it. I
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  Speaker 1: thought the scratching may have been an animal, or just
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  Speaker 1: someone's dog that got loose and wanted to come inside.
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  Speaker 1: After a few minutes, the scratching stopped and everything returned
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  Speaker 1: to complete silence. At this point, and I figured that
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  Speaker 1: I was probably right and that it must have been
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  Speaker 1: an animal. My relief was short lived, though, as soon
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  Speaker 1: after the scratching stopped, from the other side of the wall,
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  Speaker 1: I began to hear footsteps slowly descending into my basement.
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  Speaker 1: This is when I knew I was completely fucked. There
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  Speaker 1: was no way I could get out of the house
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  Speaker 1: without walking past the basement stairs. We didn't have a
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  Speaker 1: house phone, and at the time I was in the
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  Speaker 1: process of getting a new cell phone because mine was
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  Speaker 1: broken beyond repair. I sat there for a few seconds,
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  Speaker 1: just wondering what the hell I should do. I knew
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  Speaker 1: that I would need to get out of the house
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  Speaker 1: as soon as possible, and that the more time I wasted,
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  Speaker 1: the worse it would end up being for me. I
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  Speaker 1: contemplated popping the screen out of my bedroom window and
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  Speaker 1: jumping out, but it was far enough off the ground
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  Speaker 1: that there was a good chance I would end up
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  Speaker 1: getting hurt if I did so. Not to mention that
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  Speaker 1: if I jumped out the window and hurt myself't be
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  Speaker 1: able to run for help, and I would be right
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  Speaker 1: next to the door that whoever was in my house
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  Speaker 1: had just gone in through. I decided very carefully and
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  Speaker 1: quietly to open my door and peek out around the corner.
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  Speaker 1: If the coast was clear, I would make a mad
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  Speaker 1: dash for the front door and sprint to my neighbor's
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  Speaker 1: house for help. I very slowly opened my bedroom door,
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  Speaker 1: letting my eyes adjust to the darkness of the house,
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  Speaker 1: before creeping around the corner and looking to see if
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  Speaker 1: it was safe to make a run for it. What
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  Speaker 1: I saw nearly made me vomit. As my eyes scammed
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  Speaker 1: the house, I noticed that something was off. I squinted
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  Speaker 1: as hard as I could and looked over at the
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  Speaker 1: basement stairs. I started to be able to make out
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  Speaker 1: the shape of a man. What made it worse, he
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  Speaker 1: wasn't just standing at the top of the stairs, he
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  Speaker 1: was crawling up them like some kind of demonic creature.
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  Speaker 1: I quickly backed into my room, again, shutting and locking
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  Speaker 1: the door as quietly as I could. I didn't think
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  Speaker 1: he'd seen me, but there was no way I was
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  Speaker 1: going to make a run for it now. My only
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  Speaker 1: choice was to pop the screen and jump out the window.
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  Speaker 1: As I was unlocking and opening my window, I heard
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  Speaker 1: the handle to my bedroom door turn once the man
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  Speaker 1: realized it was locked, and a sickeningly sweet sing song
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  Speaker 1: voice he coued, I know you're in there. This was
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  Speaker 1: followed by a loud cackle, and what I can only
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  Speaker 1: imagine was him throwing himself at full force against my door.
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  Speaker 1: I ripped the screen out of the window and flung
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  Speaker 1: myself out. Unfortunately, I landed on the wrong side of
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  Speaker 1: my right foot, and I was sure I'd just badly
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  Speaker 1: hurt my ankle. At the time, I couldn't think of
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  Speaker 1: anything other than getting as far away as possible. I
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  Speaker 1: got up and hobbled as fast as I could to
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  Speaker 1: my neighbor's house, knocking on their door in a panicked
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  Speaker 1: frenzy and ringing the bell over and over. I looked
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  Speaker 1: over at my house as I was yelling for my
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  Speaker 1: neighbors to let me in. I swear to fucking God
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  Speaker 1: I could see the man standing at my window waving
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  Speaker 1: at me. My neighbors finally opened the door after what
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  Speaker 1: felt like forever, and I managed to explain well enough
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  Speaker 1: what was going on for them to let me in
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  Speaker 1: and call the police. I stayed with them until the
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  Speaker 1: police arrived. The police searched my house and found that
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  Speaker 1: the lock to the basement had been picked, that the
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  Speaker 1: door in my bedroom was hanging off the hinges. They
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  Speaker 1: weren't able to find the man anywhere, and because I
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  Speaker 1: had only seen him for a split second in the dark,
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't provide them with a good description of him.
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  Speaker 1: Of course, I got into contact with my parents immediately,
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  Speaker 1: and they hurried right home. The police took my statement
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  Speaker 1: and searched the area for the man, but of course
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  Speaker 1: they came up with nothing. After this event, my parents
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  Speaker 1: and I were sure to add dead balt locks to
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  Speaker 1: the door leading into the basement and to the door
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  Speaker 1: leading out of the basement to the rest of the house.
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  Speaker 1: They also helped me pay to get a new phone.
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  Speaker 1: What really bothers me about all of this, though, is
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  Speaker 1: that nothing was stolen. There wasn't even any evidence that
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  Speaker 1: the man had looked through anything all the while he'd
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  Speaker 1: been inside my house. I'm posting this story on a
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  Speaker 1: throwaway because I'm embarrassed about how I handled this whole situation,
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  Speaker 1: and I don't really want it connected to my real name.
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  Speaker 1: I'll start with some background. I'm a twenty year old
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  Speaker 1: college student and my brother is seventeen. This story happened
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  Speaker 1: over summer, so at the time I was home from college.
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  Speaker 1: Our parents were out of town because it was their
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  Speaker 1: twenty fifth anniversary and they decided to take a little vacation,
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  Speaker 1: leaving me and my bro home alone. That was fine
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  Speaker 1: by us, though we spend most of the time drinking
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  Speaker 1: beer and playing Mario Party. During one of our game sessions,
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  Speaker 1: I showed my brother all of these texts I had
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  Speaker 1: been getting from a guy that I had gone to
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  Speaker 1: high school with. I didn't think much of them. They
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  Speaker 1: were mostly just weak attempts at flirting. Occasionally he would
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  Speaker 1: say something about one of my Facebook posts or about
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  Speaker 1: seeing me somewhere around town, but I thought overall it
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  Speaker 1: was pretty harmless. My little brother seemed really concerned, though,
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  Speaker 1: He pointed out that the guy was texting me at
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  Speaker 1: least seven times a day. He told me if I
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  Speaker 1: ever needed him, all I had to do was text
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  Speaker 1: him the word help and he'd come no matter what.
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  Speaker 1: I laughed at him. I said he was being paranoid. Obviously,
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  Speaker 1: that sort of thing could never happen to me. I
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  Speaker 1: was very wrong. Two days after we had that conversation,
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  Speaker 1: my brother was over at his girlfriend's house, which was
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  Speaker 1: about five minutes away, so I was completely alone at home.
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  Speaker 1: Me being the dummy I am. I posted on Facebook
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  Speaker 1: home alone tonight, huh. About forty five seconds after posting it,
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  Speaker 1: I got a message from the guy saying that he
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  Speaker 1: could be over at my house in five minutes and
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  Speaker 1: he really wanted to spend time with me. I told
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  Speaker 1: him no, but thgged him for offering. He responded by
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  Speaker 1: saying it was already too late because he was headed
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  Speaker 1: there already. I told him no again, but he just
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  Speaker 1: kept insisting that I spend time with him. He said
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  Speaker 1: he had something special planned for us tonight. Again I
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  Speaker 1: wasn't interested. He responded, too late, I'm already here. I
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  Speaker 1: went to my front door and opened it, only to
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  Speaker 1: see him standing there, to my surprise, holding a bottle
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  Speaker 1: of very expensive red wine. I noticed that the bottle
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  Speaker 1: had been opened already, but the entire container was still full.
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  Speaker 1: Then we get to the park that I'm a bit
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  Speaker 1: embarrassed about. Somehow, after a while of talking, I let
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  Speaker 1: him convince me to let him inside. Once he was in, though,
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  Speaker 1: I started to know things off right away because he
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  Speaker 1: poured two glasses of wine. I didn't touch mine because
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  Speaker 1: I noticed that he wouldn't touch his at all. He
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  Speaker 1: keipt insisting that I drink mine, to the point of
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  Speaker 1: being angry that I wouldn't even try. It was about
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  Speaker 1: this time that I realized I admit a grave mistake.
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  Speaker 1: I excused myself and went to the bathroom, where I
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  Speaker 1: took the opportunity to text my brother. When I left,
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  Speaker 1: I noticed the man had stood up and his eyes
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  Speaker 1: were locked on to me. He looked furious. He mumbled
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  Speaker 1: something I wish you had just done this the easy way.
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  Speaker 1: He started moving towards me, and I froze. His eyes
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  Speaker 1: looked like those of an animal. I completely froze up.
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  Speaker 1: I wanted to fight and scream, but I just couldn't
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  Speaker 1: move my body at all. He grabbed me and forced
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  Speaker 1: me to the floor, but even still I didn't fight.
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  Speaker 1: I shut my eyes and waited for the inevitable. But
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  Speaker 1: just then a miracle car. I heard the door burst open.
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  Speaker 1: My brother came flying in from the outside, calling out
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  Speaker 1: to me and asking if I was all right. My
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  Speaker 1: attacker stood up and tried to run, but my brother
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  Speaker 1: grabbed him and wrestled him to the ground. He pinned
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  Speaker 1: my attacker down and said the single most intimidating thing
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  Speaker 1: I've heard him say in his life. If you text
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  Speaker 1: her again, I'll hurt you. If you look at her again,
• 19:25
  Speaker 1: I'll hurt you. And if you touch her, I'll kill you.
• 19:30
  Speaker 1: He dragged the guy out of our house and threw
• 19:32
  Speaker 1: him face first to the pavement. Thankfully, I never heard
• 19:36
  Speaker 1: from the guy again. After talking to my bro later
• 19:39
  Speaker 1: that night, I learned that his girlfriend's parents weren't home
• 19:42
  Speaker 1: that night, so he skipped out on definitely having sex
• 19:46
  Speaker 1: just to come save me, without a single question.