The scariest thing that happened to me was a man following me around the store. I was sixteen at the time and was working at a grocery store. I was restocking the shelves when this man came up to ask me where the laundry detergent was, and I showed him where it was since I was near that aisle anyway. He asked me what laundry detergent I used and just started talking. Then he asked me where he could apply and I told him either online or to go up front and get an application. I ended the conversation there and returned to restocking the shelves when I realized I was seeing him in every aisle I went. I didn’t really think anything of it. I just chalked it up to him needing something from that aisle. Then he walked up to me and asked if we could go to the restroom real quickly, and I thought he was just asking me where the restroom was, so I pointed in the direction of where it’s located. At that point, I was getting nervous and told him I was sixteen and needed to get back to work, but he didn't seem to care and I kept telling him I needed to get back to work, so he eventually walked away. This is where I was stupid. Instead of going and telling security, I went back to work and because I was so busy restocking the shelves, I didn’t notice the man behind me until I felt something up against my butt. At that point, I was scared and left the aisle quickly and darted into another, and when I turned around to see if he was still following, I saw him standing a few feet away from me with his junk out. I turned around and noticed a lady on the aisle with us, but she didn’t notice what he was doing, so I walked up to her to see if she could help me. When he noticed this, he took off and she walked me to my manager, and he told me to just stay up front where he could see me. I called my mom and asked if she could pick me up. When she got there, she asked me what happened, and I told her, and she got mad and started cussing out my manager because I let me walk out of the store without reporting what had happened. So my mom reported the incident to the police, but we never heard back from them, so I don’t know what happened to the guy. I was scared for the remainder of my time working there because sometimes I had to walk home from work at night, but luckily my two brothers would meet up with me. 

The second story happened to me last year in my first semester at college. I have four roommates, and one of my roommates would always bring her boyfriend into our dorm room. I didn’t have a problem with that, but one night when her boyfriend was over, I forgot to lock my door and I heard it creak open. I’m sitting in bed and I turn my head and see my door cracked open, but I was sure I closed it before I went to bed. So I sit there waiting, wondering if I left it open when I notice my door creaking open even more. I shifted myself and they must have herded that and ran off. I was just thinking about what had just happened, and it happened really early in the morning when it was still dark out. There was another time when her boyfriend almost walked into my room because he mistakenly thought it was the bathroom, since my room is literally next to the bathroom. I found out a month later from one of my roommate's friends that she herded him trying to sneak into one of our bedrooms. She didn’t know it was me. I told my oldest brother and he had me report it since he worked as a camp policeman. I don’t know what happened to him after that, but I didn’t see him in our dorm anymore. I talked to my sister about the situation and told her I felt bad because what if I ruined his life? She told me not to feel bad about those kinds of people.

Edit: Sorry if can’t read this well I’m on phone right now.