got jumped by two crude dudes out of a car on a walk one evening with balaclavas on, one jumped in front of me and the other pressed a gun into my temple and they like gimme all your money! They seemed quite nervous.
I told them I didnāt have a wallet or any money on meā¦mad to think they could have blown my brains out right there but I was quite calm. I took off my coat to show them and they patted me down. Packet of fags fell out of my coat pocket, I said to them casually āyou can have those if you want?ā one of them said quite politely, which I will always find strange āno thanks, I donāt smokeā. Then they got a bit huffy and told me to walk off with my hands above my head and not turn around. I did this to the end of the road which seemed like it took aaaages but was probably only like 30 seconds, then they were gone.
Sometimes it stresses me out to think about this other times itās just totally not a thing
anyway I think I was quite brave in this specific case for not freaking out but something took over me and it was like watching myself in a movie or something
kinda was, kinda wasnāt. I was a bit nervous of going outside for a while becuase this was literally the next street over from where I lived, unnerving. Quite annoyed that the police took my coat for forensics, never heard anything back and never got my coat back
That sounds like a traumatic experience, I canāt think what itād be like to actually go through something like that. Sometimes when watching a film or something I think Iāll be the brave person like the main character, but if some critical situation happened, I think Iād actually be pretty useless.
nah Iām not brave at all, lots of things stress me and I always think of bad consequences but confronted with that situation my brain just snapped into a different gear, probably flooded me with some calming chemicals and it was all very distant. Think they might have just been a couple of jokers with a fake gun anyway, wasnāt exactly going to ask with it pressed at my head though yāknow?