Comments : January 26

  • 2 years ago

    by Star

    This world is messed up. I dont know what to say, I wish I did! and I can’t imagine how it felt! You’re strong and amazing and I’m glad you’re fine.

    I hope someone nominates this.

  • 2 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Just leaving a note to say I don't know how I would have felt if this happened to me, and everything one would have to process after. I can't imagine the fear, then identifying him, then learning about the kind of person he is. The point about seeing his humanity then reflecting on what that moment shared was later... so many tough emotions in this. I'm not sure if it brought any catharsis to write about, or if was harder to put words something traumatic, but offering you all the support in the world <3

  • 2 years ago

    by Michael

    Hi Jane.

    A brave piece of writing, and thank you for sharing. Such an ordeal for you and no doubt leaves a scar of such a frightening time.

    It makes me feel sad, again about humanity. I hope you will get through this, sending my thoughts and love, along with peace.

    M :)

  • 2 months ago

    by Timothy

    If this is real? And "I hope it is" for credibility to the site I been on 20 years? I am very sorry. Lots of people including myself are creative and I have made up hundreds of poems that are "art is best suffering". I would like to know if this was real or a creation? Either is fine.

    • 3 weeks ago

      by silvershoes

      Hi, yes, this is very real. This happened to me on January 26, 2020. I was visiting a friend who I don't see very often. He walked me to my car after our visit, gave me a big hug, and then left. Less than 10 seconds after I closed my car door, someone reopened it. I turned to look, smiling, thinking it was my friend... but it was a stranger in a hoodie holding a gun pointed at my chest. I impulsively shoved my purse at him. Rather than take off, he raised the gun and held it inches from my head as I stared him in the eyes. I thought I was going to die. We stared at each other for what felt like minutes, but it was likely only a few seconds. My friend, who was by this time about a block away, turned to look back and saw what was happening (albeit, he didn't see the gun). He yelled, "Hey!" It was enough to scare the robber off. Much later, I was called into a police station to identify the robber in a photo lineup. I accurately identified him. I then learned that he had committed quite a few robberies, always of women. He would force these women to go with him, and he would sexually assault them before releasing him. I strongly believe I would've been another one of his rape victims had my friend not called out, "Hey," saving me from a worse fate.