I was waiting for the train on the train platform when a 20 ish year old man approached me.(I was 16/17) He started chit chatting to me like ”hey beautiful what you up to” and stuff like that. I ignored him, then the train came and he opened the doors and gestured for me to go in. I walked away and entered another door. He called me a bitch and was angry. I was terrified. Luckily he didn’t sit next to me so I thought that was the end because surely he wouldn’t get out at the same stop. We almost reached my stop and he got up. I was too scared to use the same door as him so I waited until he stepped out of the train and then carefully walked behind him so he would not see me. I immediately walked to the kiosk on the station to hide because I was too scared to see him because he looked really angry just now in the train. In the kiosk I saw him standing at the side of the road with his bike, so I waited until he left. Then I started walking home, and at the end of a long street I heard a bike approaching and my heart stopped, thinking surely it would not be him. But it was. He stopped when he saw me and started talking to me asking me where I lived. I thought to myself if I don’t lose him now, he is going to follow me home. But I made up a plan in the train. You see this dude looked not that intelligent so instead of responding in my 1st language Dutch, I pretended to be an english speaking foreigner. Because that would also explain to him why I ignored him and maybe he wouldn’t be angry anymore. It worked, he panicked said oh eh okay call me if you need anything bye. And he left.
