The area was dimly lit and as I approached the corner, I don't know why, but I began to feel a bit uneasy. The avenue was not that lonely and it wasn't late; however, there was very little activity on the avenue. A few vehicles passed me every now and again and as I rounded the corner, I looked up the street towards the place that I wanted to reach. I looked towards my sanctuary.

I glanced about me anxiously as I neared my house; all my neighbours seemed to be inside their home tonight. I noticed a vehicle parked very close to the curb. That area of the road was poorly lit and there was much shrubbery hanging over the sidewalk. It was a bit difficult to see from my position what was happening in that vicinity and so as I approached, I attempted to scrutinise whatever activity was taking place and make a mental plan of how to escape, should the need arise. Accordingly, where the vehicle was parked, I decided that it would be safer to walk on the outside into the road instead of on the sidewalk. There was very little room for escape if I walked on the footpath and as I drew nearer, I was hoping that I might be able to pass without being noticed.

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Nearing the vehicle, I was about to go around it when two other vehicles came up the avenue and I had to wait until they passed before going around the parked car. Either that, or I would have to walk on the sidewalk. I was about to step up onto the footpath when I noticed him; he came out of the shadows, so I immediately opted for the former course of action, to walk on the outside.

The moment I saw him, my breath stuck in my throat and my heart begin to pound heavily. The throbbing was so loud that it seemed to drown out the other sounds around me. I desperately tried to compose myself. I could not let him see that I was so terrified.

"Come out of the road!" he exclaimed.

I glowered and mouthed for him to leave me alone. I realised too late that I shouldn't have done that because just as I was about to pass the parked car, he came towards me. Putting his arm around my waist he steered me out of the road and blocked me between the car and his body while clutching the back of my blouse. I tried to hedge by him, but he hindered my movement by wedging me between himself and the car. Once more I tried to pull away from him, but he just tightened his grip on my blouse and held me trapped. I did not want to make a scene and so instead, attempted desperately to calm my fears.

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I reasoned that if I remained calm and did not panic, I would be able to think rationally and sensibly plan a getaway. He kept holding on to me and I could feel the warmth of his body against mine. I felt him breathing down the back of my neck and again I tried to free myself, but he was determined to hold me captive. I once more tried to calm the panic that was mounting within my chest and so I mentally scolded myself to keep still. I thought that if I relaxed and did not struggle too much he would release his hold on me.

I soon began to feel his grip slacken, but he kept his hand on the small of my back and began to caress me, moving his hand slowly down my spine, stopping just above the curve of my buttocks to stroke me there. I felt the heat of his hand burning my skin. My body again became apprehensive as my fear began to swell even more and so I again made an effort to get away, but he continued to hold on to the back of my clothing and this time moved his body in even closer to mine. I became aware of the thickness of his thighs and chest brushing up against my backside and I felt his warmth penetrating through my clothing. I was frozen with fear. He began to stroke the small of my back once more and this time I felt his breath caressing the nape of my neck. I could feel the heat of his need. I wanted to run, but I was paralysed with fear. I tried desperately to move my feet, but they felt as though they were glued to the spot. I could not focus on what to do to escape his assault. It seemed that I had lost all coordination and concentration because of his proximity, but just when I thought I would faint from trepidation, he suddenly let go of me.

Someone was coming up the avenue and as he moved away from me I made my escape hastily, walking as fast as my wobbling feet were able to move. They felt as if they would buckle under my weight. I was too terrified to look back and did so only once because I thought I heard footsteps behind me, but it wasn't him.

cellphone

I was trembling as I reached my home. My fingers felt numb and I clumsily tried to open my gate. My cellphone began to ring as I made an effort to get inside as quickly as I could, but my fingers were unable to oblige. My cellphone kept ringing repeatedly while I fumbled with the lock and I could feel the terror building as I grappled with the bolt. I knew my antagonist and I concluded that it was he who was calling. My mind began to scream at the cellphone that kept ringing.

I woke up suddenly to the sound of my alarm. It was 5 o'clock in the morning and time for me to get up. I breathed a sigh of relief as I got out of bed.