There was some guy on a bike, so I walked slower, as not to attract attention. I didn't want to be walking beside the guy as he was on the bike.
But then, he stops. And I see him stop. And I'm thinking "okay.. what the fuck is he doing?" And he just waits at the end of the road, on his bike. AND HE'S OBVIOUSLY LOOKING AT ME. There wasn't anything behind me, I wasn't doing anything crazy.
I don't think he followed me..
But there he was, just sitting there on his bike, watching me go up the road.
WHAT THE FUCK. NOT EVEN A QUESTION. JUST WHAT THE FUCK. WHY. FUCKING. SHIT.
He also waited until I walked up the driveway to continue to the other street... He was on some kind of lowrider type bicycle. And he was hispanic. Some sort of hispanic. Young looking. Maybe my age. Dark hair, tan skin.
I didn't stop walking, either.. because I thought, maybe he was waiting to shoot me or something.
But now I think.. he wanted to see where I lived. Thankfully, I walked up the drive way to the house next door and not the one I actually live in.
These houses are pretty much connected. So I'm still freaked out that this fucker wants to break in here or something. Anything.
WHO FUCKING DOES THAT.
I will not stop being creeped out until the day is over. I want to put my arm through the window again. It's so annoying.