So this is probably my most recent scary event. I was walking on one of my famous midnight walks, and mind you, my town is pretty safe, so I didn't bother bringing a pocket knife or anything but my house key. So for a good hour I walked around, and I finally went up the park hill and back to the hill that leads down to my street. I walked up the hill though to sit and watch the streets below. I didn't notice this until recently discussing this with my friend, but there were figures down the hill. I'm not sure if this is even relevant, but it creeps me out wondering if it was them. Anyways, after a while I started walking towards a street to my right. I heard noise behind me and looked, but nothing was there. I eventually shrugged it off, and continued on. I was finally on Main Street, and saw the memorial of WWII and Vietnam. I decided to stop and pay my respects by looking over the names. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw three teenage height figures walking down Main Street from the way I came. I thought nothing of it of course, just some kids on a walk. But then they started whistling at me, and calling out to me. I didn't want to deal with it, so I started walking, a little scared and pissed off. They kept following me, so I turned down the next alleyway I came to to lose track of them. I looked behind me and didn't see them, so I relaxed and continued on, going towards the street that my back field thing connected to. I reached that street and guess what? They were in the empty parking lot to my right. They saw me too, and started following me again. My field thing was only 20 feet away, and I started walking to it, away from them. I contemplated hopping the fence, but I didn't want them to know where I lived or grab me or follow me or anything, so despite my feeling, I continued down the street. After a while, I looked back and the weren't there anymore, so I figured (at this point my keyboard decides to be a bitch, and make me fuck up my spelling) I'd lost them. I don't know if they were following me or just going home, but I had no weapons, and from their voices there were two boys and one girl, so I was not taking my chances. Call me a pussy or say it wasn't scary, but you don't understand. Let me explain- a murder turned up not too long ago, and it's unsolved, and I really don't want to die or get raped or kidnapped. I haven't been any of those things, but I'm sure it sucks. Plus, two convicts escaped a prison recently, and I can't be sure of anything.
Stay safe, and remember-
The scariest thing in the world is another human being. We have our own free will. It's better to face an animal, which you know how one might act, then to face a strange human.