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Years ago I lived in Vancouver and liked to go for long walks (beautiful city to do so). I was heading to a friends first to drop something off and and cut through a neighbourhood with a lot of south east asian immigrants ( the ones I got to talk to were mostly from Vietnam). I was aware of a van behind me but it was mid day and there were people out, so it was only a passing thought.
A lady was working in her garden and as i approached her house she started to look behind me. Then she came out onto the side walk and started talking to me in her native language. I understood none of it but her body language was adgitated. She kept jestering to me to come with her up their walkway. As I looked behind me I see three men getting out of the van, which is now parked just behind me. By this point the woman has a good grip on my arm and and has me dragged almost to her porch. She kept talking to me and pointing to stuff in her garden and i just listened, nodded, and kept a good eye on the men and van. I dont remember how long we were there but the men finally left. Both myself and the woman let out huge sighs of relief. She then patted me on the arm, said something, and then went back to her gardening. I booted it to my friends house.
On the news the next day was the story of a woman who was kidnapped and gang rape. The victim was grabbed on the next street over from the woman’s house, not long after my encounter with her, by 5 men in a van. The men were distinctive and the decription of the men and van fit the ones I had see.
That woman saved me from something horrible and I am forever thankful.
Hope this counts. At least, it is a narrowly-avoided disaster. I’ve given this story before, but:
Years ago, when I was in middle school, my brother and I had bunk beds, and he had the top one, which was held up with metal bars. If you’ve seen Step Brothers, you can see where I’m going with this, except it’s with metal bars instead of neat boxes.
Well, since we lived in an old house in a country neighborhood, we occasionally got bed bugs. My bed got them especially badly, and it was even worse during the summer.
Usually, I went to bed first, but since I was tired of getting bitten, I chose to stay up as long as I could, while my brother went to bed.
He jumped on his bed, which then fell onto mine. It did not fall flat. Rather, the side that fell was where my head would be. I slept in a chair that night.
TL;DR: Bedbugs saved my skull.
9mm hollow point
My ex lol
An ex, which went a little nutty after I broke it off with her. She’d camp in her car at the end of my old block, which was a dead-end road. She didn’t know I moved out, and was only scaring my old roommates. She later married a guy who looked so questionably like me, that others in our circles called him *”Walmart -(my name)”* because of his generic resemblance of myself. It was a wild summer/fall that year.
Banzai Bill in Super Mario World
i’ve dodged loads of bullets, it’s not that hard. you just have to practice. eventually you’ll be fast enough. it’s easy.
Lost virginity to each other, or so I thought. Relationship gets shaky for other reasons a few months later, so she pulled the fake pregnancy scare, when I called her out on it, she threatened to falsely claim rape. Her friends all dogpiled me online (it was a high-school Long Distance Relationship) on how they’re in on it too. ….but this was early 2000’s and the IM we were using logged all the chats in a text file on my pc. So that ended that. Walked away and ignored her for years. Including her trying to pull the “we’re both 25 and unmarried. We should get together.” Almost a decade after we split.
Nearly 20 years ago and she pops up every so often in my periphery.
She never stopped pulling that kind of stuff. Just a chain of Failed marriages, using people, and a few kids that she uses as props to claim she’s a victim.
But she’s also a genius, straight A adult student who is an expert in a few fields and an astounding cosplay armorer and prop maker when you talk to her! (she’s none of those things)
Most recently she’s single; so everything is about how her and her kids are disabled and mentally ill so she can grift. Everything about her online is begging for money, selling stuff that may not be hers (or she got for free), and her fandoms.
I really feel that while things sucked during our relationship, I dodged a bullet in the long run. She single handedly destroyed my trust in relationships to this day. She’s a con and a grifter who lives in filth and exploits her autistic son for pity likes and money.
One time I dated this guy but we broke up. Which was fine. Later I find out during the bath salts phase he bit his girlfriends nose off. I’m glad I wasn’t with him at the time or it would have been me.