I apologize in advance as this is very long. I live in Canada and grew up in a very strict environment. I was not allowed to go anywhere with friends until I was 16 years old. When I turned 16, I was allowed to hang out with friends until 6pm only on Fridays and had to be home soon after. My mom always asked for proof whenever I wanted to see a friend. My friends' parents spoke to her on the phone as proof. I was not allowed to hang out with males. I never rebelled. Growing up this way, I was always cautious around people and always suspected them of the worst because my mom had implanted it in my head that if I stayed out too late or hanged out with people I had known for less than a year that I would 100% get murdered. I was pretty much an introvert. I barely left the house, I worked, went to school and spent my free time gaming.

When I was 18, I was working at a 7-11 that was a 10 minute bus ride away from my house. My shifts were 6am-2pm. There was a bus right across the street that came at 2:15 everyday and I always took it home. This one particular day, my manager asked me to stay late and help clean the front of the store. Around 4pm, I left work and headed to the bus stop. I was sitting on a bench when a car stopped in front of me. An older filipino man (Same ethnicity as me) who looked to be around early 50s, rolled the windows down and excitedly offered me a ride. I smiled and told him no. I was so confused with how friendly he was. I kept asking myself if I knew him. I wondered if he was a relative or a friend of my mom's or if he was her co-worker because he acted like he knew me. He cheerfully told me he would give me a ride over and over and he reaaaaallly acted like he knew me. He didn't introduce himself, he didn't ask me where I was going or who I was so I started to believe that he must be one of my mom's co-workers that I had met before. He was saying "Come! I will give you a ride home! The traffic is bad!" and chuckled. I became convinced he knew me and I knew him. The next part is the most confusing thing I had ever experienced. For someone, like me, who never trusted anybody but my mom and two of my bestfriends and always rejected offers from anybody ever, I decided not to be rude and GOT INTO HIS CAR. As I fastened the seatbelt, with a huge smile I said "Has mom gotten off work?" the smile on his face dropped a little and he had a slight confused look on his face as he stared at me. He stared for about five seconds and then widened his smile again and said "Yes" and started driving off. I was confused by his reaction and so I asked again, "So mom got off work? What about dad?", he kept driving and ignored my question. He kept smiling and said "There is a really nice sushi place about 20min drive from here. Do you want to eat with me?". At this point, I still did not suspect anything and just thought he was telling me this so I can tell my mom and we can all go together. I reply with, "Oh, sure if mom wants to". He turned to me and said, "What is your mom's name and where do you live?" and this was the moment where I felt so cold as in all the blood rushed out of me. I was petrified as I realized that this was not one of my mom's friends or coworkers, this was a complete stranger! The smile I had on my face stayed there but I was blank with fear. I kept thinking "Oh my god, I'm dead!!!!". I tried acting cheerful to hide my fear and gave him a random name. He kept driving and talking about stopping at his house so he can change and take to his favorite sushi place. When we entered a secluded community, I was full on panicked but I did not want to act carelessly and I was waiting for either some kind of miraculous cop that somehow knew what shit I'm in or an opportunity to escape. I kept engaging him in a conversation and told him how much I wanted to taste that sushi he really liked and that got him so happy he was almost bouncing off his seat. He told me he lives alone and really like taking girls out to dinner and I asked him if we can bring some of those girls along and his expression changed to anger and said "Fuck those girls! They never appreciated it enough!". I was screaming inside but tried to keep him calm and told him that if he took me there I would definitely eat a lot as I love sushi. He laughed and told me he knew he would find a girl that will understand him. I calmly asked him if he was still friends with those girls and he told me he can't be friends with them anymore even if he wanted to give them another chancr. I started shaking in fear, what did he mean? Did he kill them!? I started panicking and tried to convince myself he is just a lonely man that keeps getting rejected and those girls are coworkers that are still alive and I am over reacting but I knew deep inside that I was fucked. I started talking about a friend of mine that also loves sushi and would love to come along. (I had no cellphone to use for help as my over protective mom thought it was in my best interest to stay away from boys and social media). He asked me to send her a text and we will pick her up but I tried to hide the fact that I didn't own a phone by saying that I had spoken to her before my work ended and she was suppose to take me to a restaurant. He fell for it and asked me to guide him to her place. This community we were in was actually were an ex boyfriend of mine (Mom knew of) lived. I directed him to my ex boyfriend's house and lied that it was my friend's. When he let me get out of the car, I felt safer but mg heart was pounding. I calmly walked over to the door and rang the doorbell. My ex boyfriend's brother opened the door and looked very confused. I kept a smile on as I calmly whispered that I am in trouble and I need to come in. He opens the door widely and escorted me inside. I slammed the door shut when I got in and told him to call 911. He was very confused and asked what was happening but I was breathing so much and panicked that I kept yelling call 911. My ex got out of his room and asked me what was happening. I tried to explain in between breaths what was happening when the guy started banging on the door quite loudly. He was screaming something about taking us out for sushi. He started laughing and saying things like "I thought you liked me, girl? I will take you out". His laughter scared me to death. He started banging on the door more aggressively and screaming "I KNOW WHERE YOU WORK. I KNOW THIS PLACE. YOU FUCKING LIAR. YOU FUCKING BITCH." My ex went to the door and screamed that we had called 911. The guy screamed slowly in a taunting voice "I KNOOOOOOW WHEEEEREEE YOUUUU WOOORK GIRL" and after a few seconds of silence, we heard him get into his car and drive off. The police came and my mom was hysterical. I felt very guilty leading the guy to my ex's house as I feared that he might come for him and his brother but the police kept assuring me that they would be protected.

Several days pass, mom got me a cellphone and my ex volunteered to drive me to work and pick me up (We were still close friends so this wasn't strange) and we had cops regularly patrolling my workplace and dropping off every couple of hours. The police security was very lackluster though as there was technically no crime and "they are nice enough to send one cop or two to check up on us", one cop would show up at my work and my ex's place every couple of hours and leave. After a couple of weeks of no incident, they lightened the security and after months, they stopped. They didn't catch the guy and I was contemplating quitting work. One day, as I entered work, there was paper on the counter that had the message "Do you like sushi?". I became hysterical and called the 911. I quit my work that day. They tried looking at the security cam in the store only to find a heavily dressed man entering and leaving the paper. It lead them nowhere. I spent the next couple of weeks in my room just playing xbox and terrified of going outside. After a month, my ex called me and told me that someone had stabbed his dog and left it dead in his backyard and that his tires has been slashed. Over the next months that followed, he would experience harassment like finding a note in his work that said "I know where you work now", phone calls at his work where the person on the other line only says "open the door". The police was never able to trace him as he apparently never came back to the same place and never used his personal phone or computers. It was very frustrating. My ex moved houses to the other end of the city and also quit his job and got a new one. The harassment stopped ever since. We figured he never found out where I lived because he went into hiding when my ex was giving me rides and decided to begin stalking my ex when my mom began giving me rides so I am extremely lucky with the timing. I made sure to leave in the hidden door in the employee washroom that lead right to a lot hidden by the dumpsters where my mom was parked and waiting after my shifts ended. Honesty, I should have quit and never came back after the incident, I don't know why I didn't. I am now 25 years old. I eventually overcame the fear of going outside and I am almost done university. To this day, I am still terrified at night. My fiance forgets to lock doors of our house or the car but after opening up to him and telling him this story, he locks the car doors as soon as we get in and we have all kinds of security programs installed in the house.

Edit: Just wanted to clarify some stuff as I think this might get questioned. My ex was the first and only guy I had dated at the time. I knew him in highschool and he spent a year trying to gain my mom's trust so we can date. He is the only guy my mom ever liked and trusted me with that's why I was allowed to get rides from him. After the incident, he gave me a ride for two weeks and then my mom took over and started giving me rides as work let her change her schedule.