Real Encounters

*I think English saved my life*

So, this happened to me a few days ago. I'm a 23 college student, even though I look really young for my age, and always had. I normally use the train to get around but I was low on cash so I took the bus to go home. It was 6.30 maybe 7pm and there's was a lot of traffic, so the bus driver decided to take another route, no one complained but people wasn't happy about it either.

He drove the bus for a few blocks when got stuck again, there was traffic everywhere, so he pretty much said "f*** it, get off. I'm not moving anymore" He gave us our money back but people stay there arguing with him. I was maybe a 15 min walk from home so I decided to walk, even though didn't actually know where I was, but figured that if I walk straight I'll get to the main route.

I start walking and saw 2 guys, a middle age fat man, who looked like he was from here (I live in Argentina) and a young man, maybe 20, 21 years old, who looked like a poor mochilero ( that's the name we give to tourist who travel with little money).

I passed right next to them and the fat man started to cat calling me, I didn't listen or even acknowledge him, just keep on walking. I had my headphones on and was listening to music.

Like a block later I felt someone watching me so I turned around, that's where I realized they were following me. I could tell that the fat man was on the phone talking to someone while staring at me. I stopped my music and begin to listen to him. He was speaking in English, with a very thick New York accent like someone who lived years in the US. He was describing me. He said something on the lines of " 4'11, maybe 5 feet tall... 17, 18... skinny, very skinny... cute brown hair... haha yeah, I know..."I didn't know what to do, i thought maybe I was just imagining things. I didn't do anything and I didn't want them to know I could understand him so just keep on walking. I remembered there is a police station a few block down the road, so I thought it was better to just keep walking until I get there, and maybe after all maybe he wasn't talking about me. Until he said "with a pink scarf..." I had a cold so I was wearing a pink scarf. I almost freak at that moment, they were definitely following me and talking about me with whoever was on the phone.

I begin to walk faster without looking back and the mochilero guy said "oh shit" like he realized that I was hearing them and I could understand them.

At that moment there was 2 more blocks to the police station so I ran for it. I got there, looked back catching my breath and saw that they had stay still a block away, looking at me and smiling in such a creepy way that gave me chills.

Then a police man walked outside and asked if i needed it anything, when I turned to look at him and begin to tell him what happened, 2 motorcycles placed next to the guys and they got in them and drove away. The police man couldn't do anything to stop them, he just walked me to my house and told me to call him if anything happened.

I had never been more happy of be able to speak and understand English, I really think that if I didn't I could be dead or kidnapped by now.

Credits: Reddit, annegdr