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Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas Eve Stalker

Around 4 AM on the 24th-- Christmas Eve-- I was coming home from a holiday party in Bay Ridge. I took the N train from 59th st to Union Square. He kept staring at me on the train; he followed me out of the 15th street exit, and 5 blocks down 15th street towards 1st avenue. I kept walking faster and faster; I could hear him panting. He must have been less than two feet away from me. I didn't know what to do, I heard him fiddling with his keys so I didn't know if he was armed. I ran across the crosswalk at 15th and 2nd Ave., and he was running after me. I half-ran all the way to my dorm, about to dial 911. When I caught the attention of the security guards there, he ran away. He even managed to say "good night!" before disappearing. Why he followed me from Bay Ridge to the East Village I don't know, but look out for this creeper!

All I want for Christmas is a gun.

Submitted by Suzanne