Sorry for my late posting. I know it’s almost end of November
yet I would like to share this experience I will never forget. October 30,
2012. It was an awesome day in the office because we threw an event and it was
called “Halloween Fair,” in which I dressed up like Russell (from the movie,
Up). Sad to admit, but that very day, it ended so awful. I first encountered
riding a jeepney with a bad guy. By bad guy, I mean a person with an evil mind
and doing things illegally to survive. I was a victim. My bag was stolen from
me -- my iphone, wallet, Ids, cards, and other stuff with sentimental value,
included. My hands were shaking. I cannot move my feet. I wanted to shout but
no voice was coming out. All I knew was to immobilize. I should not make an
action to retrieve my bag. I might just put my life in danger.
When I got home, I called the banks to put my cards on hold.
Then it dawned on me. I lost almost everything important to me. What’s worst
was that I even saw the face of the bad guy. I get goose bumps everytime I
remember his appearance. I guess I still have trauma up to this writing!
The thought of them roaming around among us scares me. I
feel sad that they exist. I feel bad that they are moving freely outside. I’m
afraid that others could be their next victim – it could be you, our friends,
family, relatives, or any of us. I may sound unforgiving but I want justice of
what he did to me. I hope one day I see him again... behind bars!
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