December 24, 2006
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breaking story
Jonathan and I pulled up to the house about an hour ago after a
night of reverie and all-around ridiculous, courtesy of the Canton crew
and Life Aquatic when we realized another car was in our spot.
Quizzically, we slowly approached and stopped- a bare thigh was stuck
out next to the window. I jumped. Some girl was in her car
in front of our house!She wasn't moving... we didn't know what to think.
After looking around and cautiously entering our own house, we awoke
our parents and explained the situation. Mom was freaking out,
"Call the police! You don't know if she has a gun," she said,
like we live in the middle of the ghetto. I wanted someone to
attempt to wake her and see how she reacted, which was apparently a bad
idea.I don't know how to handle a situation like that. If it were I, I
would prefer that some kind person would attempt to make contact with
me before involving the police. A Tylenol could send me on my
merry way for all I know. Yet, the exploitation of caring peoples
proves that one must always be cautious when dealing with strangers, in
the middle of the night especially.I wish I could come up with a better answer for this incident, but all
I keep thinking about is the legendary good Samaritan. Would he
be concerned about getting knifed?
Comments (4)
wow. talk about a creepy night.
hope you and your family have a merry christmas.
hahaha...this is creepy.
but there are still things that i would love to know about this story that aren't talked about in your post.
like....who was this girl?
why was she there?
the police came? or no?
what did they do with her?
did you talk to her?
i'm just curious
oh yeah. MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Hey, I like your xanga. What song do you have playing?
Did you ever figure out who the woman was and what she was doing?
That's an interesting way to put it, "a plea to stop having obvious problems."
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