It was one of those things that feels like nothing when you tell it, but when it’s happening, is so very threatening.
I was walking down a main street, and even at night, you think you’d be safe, but when a man stops what he’s doing (he’s obviously going somewhere, not just hanging around) looks you up and down several times like you’re a piece of meat and deliberately stalks towards you (it sounds fanciful, but stalk is the only work I can think of that describes what he did) and passes by as close to you as he possibly can, you have no idea what he’s going to do.
For several seconds I honestly thought he was about to grab me. Instead he gave a satisfied chuckle as he sauntered off… I’ve never walked home so fast in my life.
– Anonymous
Location: Lewes Road, Brighton, UK
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