the day I became a victim 2
It's too late for regrets.
We don’t know what or when something will happen.
My mother often told me because I was drinking until midnight.
“Make sure to back home by cab. At night, middle age woman like you ( I am 36) also can be attacked. OK?”
She was right.
I should have waited for a cab.
But it’s too late for regrets.
Around a park is usually dark, so a crime occurs easily.
Everybody knows that.
But it’s useless common sense to me anymore, I was already attacked.
Now I am attacked.
I freaked out for my situation but I screamed as loud as I could.
GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
Then the man suddenly stood up and run into the park
“what happened?”
I was looking at the man who taking no notice of my bag on the ground and running away at the top of his speed.
I thought,
“This attacking purpose was not the money. REALLY”
I kept screaming even after the man already ran away.
I was in shock and panicking.
After few minutes, I realized that two cars are coming towards screaming me.
“HELP! HELP!”
I shouted crying.
The cars stopped for a while but drove away…
UNBELIEBABLE!
My panicking is still goes on.
Moreover, I was in despair by the devil car driver.
So I decided to call my boyfriend who just got home 30 minutes ago.
Call,
no answer
Call again,
no answer
Then I got a LINE message from him.
“I can’t talk right now”
He has a wife who sleeping beside him.
Yes I was having an affair with the man.