I was saved tonight, I really believe that.

Well apart from what happened tonight, I’ve been having quite a fun week.

On Saturday night I went Ice Skating at Somerset House, Mr Special took me (very romantic) all my friends say next we will be roasting chestnuts on an open fire lol. It’s great because that’s another of my 30 things done so I now have 27 things left.


On Monday I went to the Jamaican Dancehall Class and I’m sorry guys I just didn’t represent. I probably shamed all black people on earth. Apart from the teacher there were only a few black faces in there let alone any Jamaicans. I was thinking in my mind ‘yeah I can out dance these, I was born doing this!’ Let me tell you that I was so WRONG! Those stick thin white girls go every week and they have the moves locked down!! They can wine ten times better than anyone in Jamaica lol!


Then tonight I went to Salsa with two of my long time friends. It was a ball but something happened on the way home which now has me here on my laptop in my bed writing this.


When I left it was really cold and raining (When is this crap weather ever going to let up?). On the tube home I was busy reading when I looked up and saw this man intently staring at me. I looked around and the carriage was empty so I felt a bit strange, when it got to the next stop I walked up and moved into the next carriage, unfortunately this was also empty but at least he wasn’t there.


The stop after he came into my carriage and sat opposite me again and started staring again. I realised that he was on drugs or something.


“Don’t hide from me” he said


So now I was afraid. It wasn’t really that late a night, but it was dark and I was travelling alone. I started to get irritated with London as they want to force everyone to use public transport and make it such a nightmare to drive anywhere or park that you have no options. If I had taken my car out I wouldn’t have to put up with this guy.


“Where are you going?” he asked me
I didn’t respond, just kept pretending to read
“You smell good” he said “I want to get closer to you, I’d have fun with a girl like you”
I didn’t know how he could smell me and I didn’t want to know. I got up and moved again and he got vexed


“NO, you don’t move away from me” and he came back and sat opposite me.


What do you do in this situation?? Advice for next time please???


I pulled out my phone and called Mr Special, not that he would have been able to do anything but I needed to talk to someone, he didn’t answer!! Then I called a friend and she didn’t answer!!! So I put my phone away I didn’t want him to see me afraid.


I sized him up and wondered if I would have to fight him and if I had any chance at all of winning that fight I was shaking but I didn’t want him to see me afraid.


All this time he was talking…telling me what he wants to do with me and all sorts of stuff then my stop came.


I got off onto a deserted platform and deserted train station and he followed me of course, I ran up the stairs and outside to the bus stop. I could walk home but I was thinking that was a major bad idea and that I should stay in that well lit area with lots of cars coming by.


He was angry that I ran away so he was now at the bus stop with me he said “I’m getting on whatever bus you get on and I’m coming home with you and I’m much stronger than you”


I didn’t want to be a drama queen but I was seriously thinking about calling the police when the next train came in. I heard it and prayed that people got off and they did.


It was a man and his wife who was carrying their sleeping child in her arms.


I’ve been living here for about five years and I have seen that man around, I don’t know him but I have seen him many times. He nodded at me and walked on.


Hindsight would have had me follow them and explain the situation but I wasn’t really thinking straight. I tried to call people again and no one was picking up. The psycho man was now moving closer and feeling much braver. He kept telling me how he is going to follow me home. This was one of the scariest times of my entire life because I realised that he really was going to follow me home and he really was going to attack me and I really needed to find out what I was going to do about that.


Suddenly a car pulled up at the bus stop. It was the man who had just walked by, with his wife and child, he said “Jump in, it’s so cold and you live on our street I will give you a ride”


I didn’t hesitate and I scrambled in the back leaving the psycho man behind.


It turns out they live right opposite me, we had a good chat and a few tears on the way home. The wife let me hold the little one as well and he was so cute.


So now in my five years of being here I know two people on my road, sour face girl and this lovely little family.


I really didn’t know how to thank them enough.