Hannah: Do you wanna join me for a friend's birthday later at this bar? It's just going to be a chillaxing night out, and it'd be great if I could introduce you to my friends.
Me: Nah, I think I'll just head home. Besides, I'm not feeling too well.
After parting, I walked alone from Charing cross road to Leceister Square station. A man approached me - "Hello Miss, where are you going tonight?"
I said, "No where in particular" - frantically avoiding his gaze and gestures, speeding up my walking pace.
Him: Oh come on, where?
I dashed away, not looking back until 5 minutes later. Phew, he's gone.
Walking pass trocadero, I decided to drop by Claire's.
Browsing through the accesories, another tall, dark, dodgy man approached me - "What are you looking for, miss?"
Me, stunned - "Uh, nothing. Just browsing around" - Walked away to the other corner of the store.
He followed me.
Him: "I can help you choose what you might like to buy".
Me: "I don't need any help".
Him: *takes a pink bracelet* "Here. I think this looks beautiful on you. Go on, try it please".
Me: *Horrified by his sense of taste* "No thanks. Do you even work here?!"
Him: "Yes I do. I help customers choose what they want".
Me: *Looks at another salesgirl*. "Excuse me, but does this man work here?"
Salesgirl: *Looks at tall, dark, dodgy man*. "No???".
Me: *Turns back to tall, dark, dodgy man*. "Could you PLEASE, leave me alone?".
Him: "No. Please. I want to buy this for you *pink bracelet*".
Me: "I don't want it".
Salesgirl: "I think she's just an innocent girl who wants to shop on her own. I think you should just leave her alone".
Him: "It suits her perfectly. I want to buy it for her".
Salesgirl: *Looks at me*. "Do you want it?"
Me: "NO!"
Him: "I'll buy it for you".
Me: "NO I DONT WANT IT. I DONT WANT IT I DONT WANT IT!".
Him: "Its okay. I'll buy it for you". *Walks over to cashier*.
Me: *HORRIFIED*.
*Thinks to self* - Omg omg what am I gonna do.. *watches him pay at the counter*. Should I just walk away? Should I just tell him that I don't want it, AGAIN? But he'll just keep following me and won't leave me alone. Omg. And OMG.. it hit me. The man before, stalking me from charing cross road to leceister square.. He might be working with this man! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD they've been watching me since I parted from Hannah! *Panics*. Immediate reaction - RUN!
I ran and ran and ran and never stopped until I reached the tube station and got into the next train.
And that. Was one of the most terrifying experiences in London. I suddenly remembered about this because I suddenly felt the chill down my spine again. And how scared I was.
There are so many weird, dodgy, mental people in London. Seriously, among all the places I've been to, London seems to have the most people with mental illness.
Maybe that's why there are so many mental health hospitals in London itself.
It's creepy.. is this proof that, the longer you stay in London, the more possible you are to become insane?
I know the number of crazy people because I've worked in a mental health hospital before. I've encountered SO many on the streets. Some talking to themselves. Some shouting random names, or cursing stuff like "DIE!". Some just give stares of death. It's so scary, really. And everyday, there will be at least a few customers or patients who are a bit "off" in the head, visiting the pharmacy I currently work in.
Where do all these psycho creeps come from?! Whatever it is, it's still a huge mystery as to how they come about in the first place, and why. I really hope it's not because it's London.
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