Reading about all the cases of near-death and rape cases brought back memories of my own running with a similar situation. Persons recount having to make split-minute decisions. While some escape with memories of the even other life to tell their stories. Today, I am one of the lucky ones who walked away with only memories. It was the first time my life flashed before my eyes.
I was just about 13 years old when this incident occurred. I had just gotten off the bus and it was like any other day after school. My house was about a 1/4 of a mile in the street and I enjoyed the walk since it was the only time I got in some exercise. There were houses on both sides of the street and I knew most of the persons so there was no reason to feel scared walking in the street.
A few feet in the street a young man approached me and called out to me by name. Very few persons knew my name and those few would never shout my name in public. Not thinking much of it, I looked around to investigate who it was. I didn't recognize the person so I continued walking but in a few steps he catchup to me. That doesn't mean I wasn't puzzled that this young man is calling out to me.
He said my name again as he fell into step with me. He then introduced himself, then said I knew his brother from Primary school. By the time he was finished talking, I knew exactly who he was talking about. What I didn't know was why he was talking to me?
After a minute of talking, he said that his brother needed my help. Now, this was very very odd! I knew where he lived which was just at the head of the street, through which I lived. More so, I haven't seen his brother in 3 years since we did go to the same high school. I was even more confused as to why his brother needed me and how did he know me?
Being as naive as I was, I asked "what was wrong?" He continued to say was his brother needed to talk to me. At this point, I was stationary and quite puzzled. All the while this unknown young man became more and more agitated as I continued to press about the cause of the problem.
In a matter of minutes, I was having a conversation with 2 voices in my head. One voice was telling me not to go. That this could be a trap may be a setup for rape. I didn't know this young man and I barely knew his brother. And from the stories I heard, I didn't want to know him. Then the other tried to rationalize the situation. Maybe he was in trouble and he needed help. Since I had just been in front of the house maybe they wanted help.
Torn between who to listen to I started walking towards the head of the street heading in the direction of this young man's house. I figured maybe someone does need my help. Then came a shout "No, turn back!" It was so loud it stopped me in my tracks. As soon as I stopped the young man walking beside me became more agitated and tried to encourage me that his brother needed my help.
I went with my gut on this one. I said "No, I cannot go with you, my mother expects me home soon. I prefer to go home and let her know that you need my help." He insisted I needed to go now and at one point try to shout. But luckily, I was in an environment where I felt safe, so even if he wanted to make a scene I wasn't scared at all.
Thereafter I turned and continued on my way home. I didn't look back nor try to wonder what was going to happen next. Though I was shaking from the adrenaline, I still managed to walk calmly home and pretended nothing was wrong. I didn't tell my parents what happen that afternoon, nor anyone else until now that is. Even better, I never have an encounter like this again. Thank Jesus.
Today after reading about so many cases and stories of other victims I count myself lucky to have escaped a probably bad situation. To this day I still wonder why these two young boys would want to lure me to their house. Did they have a plan to rape me, I mean I was just 13 and so was the brother. The young man that approached me appeared much older. Was someone hurt or in trouble. And more importantly why me, what do I have to do?
Above, I mentioned the brother, whom I did know, had a few scandals to his name. Then I had completely dismissed them because he was just 13. He had sex with a lot of girls in his high school. Then there were stories about him distributing drugs in the school. Yes, I was very naive but still how can a 13-year-old know- how to perform sexual acts?
Though I am still confused about the motivates, I was happy I was saved by grace that day. This story is to help other young girls and women make safe decisions. You don't know persons as well as you may think. Age is no reason to dismiss any thoughts that this person would want to do you harm. You may not live through the trauma of that situation.
So always go with your gut. Listen to the still small voice telling you to run in the opposite direction from a situation. Don't deny it, it just might save your life. So if you ever encounter such a problem stay safe and try to remove yourself safely. I am happy I can share this story with you.
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