Bad Night

Last Friday, I arrived at our subdv's entrance at around 1:30 am. I then walked towards and passed the 2nd guard house. After a while, I heard a bike's noise and turned my head a bit to where I heard it. I saw it's lower part and it was a pedal and a guy's legs. I ignored it. But I know it passed me. A little while has passed, and I saw a guy on a bike going my opposite direction. It was him. I knew it was the guy since we were the only ones on the road. I looked at him at a glance: He was a boy - a teenager, chubby or medium build, brown skin and - I must say, has an innocent look. We had a little big distance to each other. I ignored. I didn't observe him more (I used to observe more). 

In just a matter of a few seconds, I felt that someone has grabbed my right breast. To my surprise, I just screamed! It was a grip, I looked and it was from the boy on the bike. My mind were filled with thoughts: was that a perverted act or was that supposed to be a robbery since I am obviously carrying a laptop? You see, I change how I hold my laptop bag: I hold it in my left, in my right or hug it when my arms are tired from its weight. I want to run after him. For what? what if he has a group or something - waiting for him. But I screamed... wait, what if the guard didn't hear me? I don't want my mind to just run some thoughts. All I was feeling was my right hand turning into a fist and my rage: wanting to make him pay. So I ran after him as I was calling out our guard to stop the boy in a bike.

The guard also didn't caught him. I told my story. My voice was a bit shaking. I don't know if I was scared or just angry. It might be the combination of both. Suddenly, there was so many guys in scooters. Now, this intrigued me. Where did they came from? What's up with their numbers? And why are they all in partner? I didn't think anything.. I just have to go home...

So that's how I'm like when I'm in this situation.

I didn't tell my parents right away. It was midnight, and I don't want them to worry.... and beside, they will be more strict on me =_=

When I told them, all I see was their worried face - no scolding, surprisingly. We went to the Baranggay and made a blotter. But report is supposed to be done within an hour range after the incident happen for them to take action. So, lesson learned: report to your parents immediately. It will not be a bother, it will be a bother when it will be too late.

I don't hate the night, I still like it. I still like the darkness and the light that comes with it...BUT I have to be careful what lurks in it.

If I didn't shut down my ability to observe more I wouldn't lose analyzing fast and predicting what might happen. I shouldn't. After all, I could always explain.