I wanted to write this out for a couple of reasons. I'm sure at least a few of you will hear about me getting robbed. I don't feel like repeating the story over and again, so I figured I'd write it out. Secondly, I wanted to warn all you girls out there-- and guys-- that those things that you hear about on the news really do come true. Sadly. My experience, thankfully, will not make it there, but there are reasons to nervously look behind you after dark.
I was walking home from work. It's about 10:45 at night. I'm on the phone with the boy. This is a usual ritual if he's not in town to walk me home or pick me up. As I'm walking up a steep hill I see a figure crouched over to tie their shoe. They get up and go to walk past me when suddenly, the woman grabs my purse. Since my purse was around my arm, it caused me to swing around and I fell to the ground in the street. The woman continued tugging at my purse, repeating, "let it go, let it go." A car pulled up and I thought it was help. I held on. I was screaming, bloodcurdling screams. I screamed for help, and that car was not help. It was her getaway.
After 20 seconds or so, I still did not surrender my purse and the woman punched me in the face. Instantly I gave it to her, she hopped into the car and they drove away. My nose was bleeding and I was hysterical. I tried to tell my boyfriend what happened on the phone. He could hardly make out what I was saying. I felt so violated. So wronged. He told me to run home. I ran as fast as my legs could take me.
They had everything. My keys. My ID. All of the money I had (round about $140). My debit card. The purse itself was worth quite a bit of money (a gift). I called my neighbor from my laundry room-- I locked it behind me. My keys were gone, I didn't have a way into the house. I didn't want to be in my apartment in case they somehow found out where I lived. They had my keys. After my neighbor came down stairs (they had just gotten back from vacation that day), he took me upstairs. I called the police.
I hope they catch them. Not only because they have everything, but because I don't want it to happen again. It happens all the time. We all fail to realize that. They had made 4 purchases on my debit card by the time I called to get it blocked-- including a $500 purchase that was denied because I only had $16 left in my account. ha. They hit up 2 gas stations and 2 walmarts. They act quick. I hope those purchases help in finding them.
Today I'll be changing my locks and talking more with the bank. I need to replace my glasses that got knocked off sometime when it happened. We couldn't find them last night when we went to look for them.
My nerves are so shot, I feel that at any moment someone could come up behind me and hurt me. Even in my own living room. It's so sad that we are forced to feel this way, that we have to live in fear. It's sad that our things are made so available to others because they feel they have the right. I have never felt so scared, alone, or violated in all my life. I'm just happy it wasn't worse. I unfortunately cant do anything to stop them, but I'll tell ya what, I will never walk home by myself again.
