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Please be warned - this is about a woman being attacked. don't read if it will trigger or upset you.
This is long and rambly, it's what I wrote right after this happened (at 3 am). I am c+ping it from my LJ, writing it all out again would wreck me.
I was having this dream that it was dark and rainy and the wind blew something important out of my hand. I was trying to find it (a piece a paper) among thousands of other papers while smoking nurses walked back and forth and messed up the piles I had sorted. Also, Lara Flynn Boyle was laying on the sidewalk suffering from a pit viper bite and crying because she was pregnant. A nurse kept saying, "Honey, let's just worry about the pit viper bite first...". Suddenly, in the dream, I heard screaming. I thought, "Is that the dream or real life?"
Then I woke up and realized it was real.
I live on a tree lined boulevard, a main street that is usually pretty quiet at
night. I was asleep in the living room, that's the room with the A/C, and I was
awoken by screaming. I stumbled to the window to see two men holding a
screaming girl? woman? outside my window, on the sidewalk. The room was pitch black and I was too scared to turn on the light so it was a few moments before I found the phone, the whole time hissing, "Ron! Ron! Call 911!!". I didn't want to wake Flora or alert the people outside, but I didn't want to step on Flora, so it felt like ages before I found the phone. I called 911 and
described everything. They held me on the line to give a play by play. I saw
the girl? woman? try to get up and run, I saw the bigger man in the striped
shirt punch her, I saw the other man holding her by her face, I saw her
struggle to get free and run, and then I saw them grab her by her hair and yank her down onto my neighbor's lawn. They struggled there for awhile, and then they dragged her away. Literally, *dragged* her away. Eastbound on the south side of the street, I told the police all of that.
The police drove by, 3 cars, just seconds later. All of this happened about 40
minutes ago, and they are still driving up and down our street. Now there is a
helicopter overhead. I am assuming this means they didn't find her. I wish I
hadn't have wasted my time calling, I wish I had just opened my window and
screamed, "LET HER GO, I HAVE A GUN AND I WILL SHOOT YOU IF YOU DON'T LET HER GO!". I wish I had been awake enough to tell Ron to follow them and find out which car they got into.
Now I am anxious and not going to sleep tonight, waiting for an officer to come talk to me. This is so surreal and I feel sick. I want to call 911 and tell
them, "You know, my neighbor 4 houses down had a huge party tonight.. maybe he knows something?", but Ron said he's sure they know that by now, as the party is still going on. I am afraid to go back to bed, just in case the police bang on my door or call. Not that I could sleep, anyway.
I don't even trust my memory anymore - was she really blonde and small, like a young teen girl? Was the 'bad guy' really as big as a remember, with a bald
head? Or is my brain just filling in details based on the bad movies I've seen?
What was she saying? I never heard, but in between screaming I imagine she was calling them names and threatening them. Again, that's probably how my brain wants it to be, based on movies I've seen.
I just hope she's OK. Ron keeps telling me what it could have been. "Maybe she was just drunk and out of control and they were trying to help her home? Or maybe she was really mad because he kissed another girl...". But we both know what we saw, and it wasn't that. Even if it was that, we saw the punch.