My "friend" trying to help after my car accident
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I've told this story every time I've talked about the accident, but it just now occurred to me that it could be posted here. On July 3rd I was driving home from a date that didn't go well, and I was lost, turned around, and not comfortable driving in the rain.
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My "friend" trying to help after my car accident

by ask1ngalexandra

I've told this story every time I've talked about the accident, but it just now occurred to me that it could be posted here.

On July 3rd I was driving home from a date that didn't go well, and I was lost, turned around, and not comfortable driving in the rain.

I ended up coming off the interstate ramp too fast, jumping the median and two lanes of traffic, and hitting the embankment on the other side.

I lost consciousness and the next thing I know an older man is pulling me out of the car. This man calls the police and starts taking care of all that stuff.

Standing next to him was this guy who honestly could have been my age, older, younger, it was hard to tell. I was out of it. This guy starts rubbing on my shoulders to comfort me.

The wreck was pretty bad, and there were probably a dozen people that stopped to see what happened. But this guy was weirdly possessive, he wouldn't let anyone near me.

The older man got my dad's phone number and called to tell him what happened. This younger guy then calls my dad back and tells him he's my friend and that he'll drive me home.

I'm still pretty gone at this point, unable to say anything but my dad's number and "I wrecked the car.

" I knew that I was out of it, but I was pretty sure I didn't know this guy, and I was a good 60 miles from home. But he was insisting that he would just drive me home.

My dad gave that a big hell no, but the guy remained possessive of me. The other people there started to notice and one lady asked me "do you know him?" and I said I don't think I do.

He starts going to individual people and saying "you can leave now, I'll stay here with her." And everyone again gave that a hell no.

He tells me I can sit in his van, where I would be dry. His van was parked pretty far away from me. I said no, not because I was scared but because I was too tired to walk that far.

He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and started walking me to his van. It's funny, because I wasn't concerned that this strange man was forcibly moving me.

I was just mad that he didn't care that my dress rode up and everyone could see.

A couple of the men there stopped him and told him in no uncertain terms that he needed to cut it out. He again stated that he was my friend and was just trying to take me home.

I was a little more clear headed at this point and said "I don't know him." At this point the police and EMS showed up and he suddenly wasn't interested in being my friend anymore.

I'm not sure what his intentions were, but I don't believe he was just trying to help.

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