I was part of getting someone to safety because he was being stalked.
Me and my friend are hanging out and we're planning on to Portillo's. But, my friend was going to tell her mom. So, we are waiting for her mom to return and all of a sudden she got a call. Her mom was panicked. What I remember being said on the call:
Her mom: where are you?
Her: Home I was going to tell you that me and Trinity are going to have Portillo's because I've never had that.
Her mom: Well your brother is being stalked and we're at your ___'s house.
So we get outside and (we were driving my mom's car since I have my drivers license) she looks at me and asks for us to go save him. And I was so worried for her brother (even though I've never met him before this). And I said I don't care about Portillo's right now let's go save your brother.
(I got tired of typing this story because so I'll tell you basically what happened instead of the whole thing)
Got to the house, mom came out then her brother ran into the car. (I was in the passenger seat *shotgun*) he gets in. This random girl starts running towards the car and opens my door trying to get in. While her mom holds her back. So, I text my parents when we zoom off saying ___'s brother was being stalked and we are saving him. During the time I'm texting them we are driving to the hospital thats like maybe ten blocks down. He gets out of the car finds her phone that she dropped and we start heading back thinking everything has calmed down. We arrive and the girl is sprinting out of her hiding space. So we zoomed off and were heading to the police station that is across the hospital. Just as we get there and are about to enter the police station their mom calls and says the police showed up. So I (think we turned back and barely were there for a few seconds and she comes out of hiding so we go closer to her house (which is actually a few blocks away) and my parents are telling me to come home so we quickly look and I think she was trying to hide/being cornered so she couldn't. So I got home told them what was happening again. And they were like maybe everything will be fine soon. So I asked to get them food. And after I made the food really quick. My dad grabs his car making me head with him. (We have a baseball bat this time and my 6'3 dad) so we get back to that persons house. And we see the police have gloves on. And everything has calmed down because she's in the police custody. So I return home and realize I don't have my phone (we found it outside my home because it fell out of my pocket when I was getting them food.) but I wasn't the only one who lost their phone. We found her brother's phone and just as I had my phone she calls and I said we found a phone when we were looking for mine because I also had lost it. So she comes back over (if you haven't figured out she's about 10 or so blocks away from me) with her brother. I hand over the phone and say good night and to be safe.
This is how I started having anxiety attacks and now I'm on anti-anxiety meds. Because whenever I closed my eyes I was thinking about how close that girl was to getting in the car. And was thinking what if her mom didn't pull the girl back. What would have happened.
