| |
|
A Terrifying Walk Home Turns into a New Friendship |
|
|
It was a dark and quiet night as I made my way back home from my music lesson. I
was lost in thought, going over the notes and melodies I had learned during the
lesson, when I heard the sound of footsteps behind me. At first, I thought it
was just my imagination playing tricks on me, but as the footsteps grew closer,
my heart began to race with fear.
I turned to look behind me, but the dim street lamp offered little illumination,
and I could not see anyone following me. The sound of footsteps persisted,
though, and I quickened my pace, hoping to get home as soon as possible. The
distance between my music teacher's house and my home was only 500 meters, but
it felt like an eternity as I hurried down the deserted street.
The sound of footsteps grew louder and I knew that whoever was following me was
getting closer. My fear turned to panic and I broke into a run. To my horror,
the person behind me also started running, and I knew that I was in trouble. I
glanced behind me and saw a dark figure catching up with me, and I knew that I
had to do something.
In my haste, I ran straight into a dustbin by the side of the road, and fell
flat on my front. I felt a hand grip my arm and I screamed in terror. The hand
released my arm and I pushed myself off the ground, ready to run again. It was
then that I saw a startled young lady dressed in a dark tracksuit.
I was panting and my heart was pounding as I looked up at her, trying to make
sense of what was happening. Next moment, there was a rush of footsteps and
someone calling my name. To my astonishment, my parents appeared, together with
a few people I recognized as our neighbors.
The young lady who had looked anxious at first now seemed as relieved as I was.
We were all shepherded to our house, which was just two doors away. As my mother
put ointment on the bruises on my arms and legs, I was asked to explain why I
had run away from Jagdeesh, the young lady. After listening to me, Jagdeesh
laughed. She told us that she was new to the neighborhood and had gone jogging
that evening. On the way home, she was walking behind me when she heard
footsteps following her and she decided to run when she saw me run. It turned
out that what she had heard was the neighborhood watch group patrolling the
street. When I fell, she went to help me up, which unfortunately led to my
screaming out in fear.
The night ended with us having supper together, and we all laughed about the
strange introduction Jagdeesh had to the neighborhood. Despite the scary
experience, I was grateful to have met her, and we quickly became firm friends.
From that day on, I never walked home alone at night, and always made sure to
stay close to my neighbors, especially Jagdeesh. |
|
|
|
|
