Creepy Experience

I went to the High School today to visit some of my old teachers there...well, not that they're old...but you get what I mean. Anyway, I decided to walk home. I haven't made that particular walk in quite a while. It was eerie doing something that I hadn't done in a while that was so common-place for three years of my life. As I walked home I was observing the changes in the neighborhood as well as those things that had remained constant. I'm usually super observant, and as I was walking I noticed a car going to opposite direction that appeared to be going rather slow. In my head the thought that I had was "That guy's gonna stop." Lo and behold, that's exactly what happened. "How ya' doin' a late-twenties-early-thirties guy yelled to me. Well, I wasn't going to answer, so I just kept walking. "Do you need a ride?" he persisted. By this time, I recognized the scum-bag for what he was. I quickly glanced back and said in a very firm voice, "No, I don't" then turned around and kept walking without looking back. I realize now that I should have written down his license plate, but I was not going to give the guy any encouragement. I figured that if I didn't give him the time of day, he would realize that I wasn't an easy target. Well, he drove off, and my gut told me that he wouldn't be coming back. I had made myself pretty clear...but the common-sense part of me told me to get off the street. My best friend's house was close by, so I decided to go and see if her mom would let me hang out there for a few minutes until my mom arrived to pick me up. I later called the Elementary School because the incident happened disturbingly close to it and reported the incident to them. It made me soooooo thankful for the self-defense class that I had taken this last semester, mainly because I knew that I was capable of defending myself if that guy would have tried anything weirder than what he did. Just shows that you never know what could happen, and it's always better to be safe than sorry.