Was in Ikano just now with my family to find a swimming suit for baby lisya. Bought a swimming suit and a bikini for her after hours of searching. Mama even bought her a bath robe, like one suit la like that. So after that, went to Curve to see the GIANT christmas tree. It was huge alright but not the tallest lah. I bought two dresses and parents got baby lisya a walker for her to practice walking (konon je lah, berdiri pun tak pandai lagi).
After that, Mama suggested that we would have our dinner at Ikea. And this is when the psycho tragedy started. So I was walking to the drink dispenser to refill my drink when suddenly I heard this dude called me.
"Heyyy, psst psst"
I looked at him from the corner of my eye. A nerdy looking guy, probably in his late 20s, wearing white office shirt and black pants with a hot dog on his hand. I ignored him and kept on walking. Used a different path to walk back to my seat and I told my parents about it. So we continued having our dinner as usual.
While packing up, Mama called my name and she asked me to see this father and son behind my back. I looked up at her and I saw that DUDE, again. He was on his way out but he stopped and turned to stare at me when he heard my mom talking to me. He stood so still and so near to my mom, who was holding the baby at that time, and I totally panicked. I was scared he might stabbed my mom with something sharp like a needle or knife or something OR he might snatched the baby away from my mom. But most of all, I was REALLY scared looking at him. His eyes were like big and round, staring at me like he was about to eat me or something. He looked at me with this interest, like he was about to rape or kill me right there and then. So I turned around and pretended to look at that father and son my mom showed me.
After almost 45-50 seconds, Mama noticed someone was standing next to her. She gave him that questioning, disturbing look. He looked surprised and he smiled at my mom. He mumbled something, I couldn't hear it, and walked off. From outside, he kept on staring at me and it freaked the hell out of me. I told my mom, that's the guy I was telling them about. She told me that the psycho said the door wouldn't open and that's why he was standing there. Yeah right, freak! Papa came back and I told him about it. I swear, I was really freaking out and I can still remember those eyes staring straight at me.
Crazy, I know! I'm grateful I was out with my family at that time. Imagine if I was out with my friends and he could've waited for me to go to the parking lot and do terrible stuff to me. What I'm trying to say here is, pleaseeee be careful whenever you're out. Always observe the people there. There may be smarter psychos out there, giving you no hints that they're ready to pounce on you. If you're out with friends, ask a guyfriend to walk you to the car. NEVER walk to the car alone!
And I'm disturbed when I realized that I DO attract weirdos. Freaky init? Oh, and I'm gonna ask my dad to get me that pepper spray just in case. What a freaky experience.
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