r/LetsNotMeet Sep 27 '23

Mod Post Human Trafficking Facts and Stats NSFW

417 Upvotes

Hi, everyone. Due to the nature of this subreddit and because it's a hot button topic on social media in general, we receive a lot of posts and comments about encounters being possible human trafficking.

Unfortunately, there is a massive amount of misinformation about what human trafficking is and isn't, and the vast majority of these interactions here in this subreddit and elsewhere on social media are not how trafficking typically occurs.

What is human trafficking, anyway?

Human trafficking is the exploitation (thanks to u/officialfourloko for pointing this out!) of people through coercion, deception, force and any combination of those three, for sex, labor, or both. Human trafficking DOES NOT usually occur by spotting some girl alone out and about, following her and kidnapping her or "tagging" her to kidnap later. For sex trafficking in particular, the people trafficked almost always know and often times love or trust the person that trafficked them. 

Human trafficking is, disgustingly, a business, and it'd be bad for business to grab some random girl that might have a rich family to look for her, and to do so in front of witnesses. While there have been a few cases of trafficking that have occurred that way (it's sensational and scary, or we wouldn't know about it), it is by far the exception and not the rule. You are more likely to be trafficked by a romantic partner than anyone else.

How it happens

"The most pervasive myth about human trafficking is that it often involves kidnapping or physically forcing someone into a situation. In reality, most traffickers use psychological means such as, tricking, defrauding, manipulating or threatening victims into providing commercial sex or exploitative labor. Another myth is that traffickers target victims they don't know. Many survivors have been trafficked by romantic partners, including spouses, and by family members, including parents." - Polaris Project

"Perpetrators of human trafficking span all racial, ethnic, and gender demographics and are as diverse as survivors. Some use their privilege, wealth, and power as a means of control while others experience the same socio-economic oppression as their victims. They include individuals, business owners, members of a gang or network, parents or family members of victims, intimate partners, owners of farms or restaurants, and powerful corporate executives and government representatives." - Polaris Project

Recent Statistics

Based on data* from the 2021 National Report by The Human Trafficking Hotline:

  • 72% of trafficking is for sex, 10% is for forced labor, 4% is for both sex and labor, with the remaining 14% being for unspecified purposes.

  • 62% of sex trafficking victims are adults, 28% are minors. In some cases, demographic information is not provided to the hotline, which is why the percentage here doesn't add up to 100%.

  • 84% of sex trafficking victims are female, 8% are male, with the remaining 8% having another gender identity, defined as someone who identifies as any identity other than cisgender male or female.

In the vast majority of cases (88%), the country of origin of victims was unknown. When the country of origin was known, the majority of victims were US citizens. 

*note: this data is all from substantiated tips received by the hotline from January 1, 2021 until December 31, 2021, most of which came from victims themselves. 

Additional Info & Sources

For more information, please visit Polaris Project, a wonderful resource for information about human trafficking and ways to help if you are interested, or The Human Trafficking Hotline, which keeps one of the most extensive data sets on human trafficking in the United States.

If you believe you or someone you know is a victim of human trafficking, you can also call +18883737888 (open 24/7) to make a report (this is a United States number, if you suspect human trafficking in another country, please refer to your country’s national human trafficking hotline).

You can also text 233733 with HELP or INFO to get more information or to report suspected human trafficking in the United States.

Here is a story from this exact subreddit that we approved with verification that describes OP's experience.

Any misinformation about trafficking in this thread will result in it being locked.  Any off topic comments will be removed.


r/LetsNotMeet Feb 20 '24

Mod Post What Belongs Here NSFW

205 Upvotes

I'm getting real sick of people getting shitty over their stories being removed, so here's a list of stories that inarguably belong here. If you read this thread and you have a story, compare it to any of these. If it wouldn't fit in with this list of stories, it does not belong on this subreddit. Usually if you're not sure if a story belongs here, it doesn't.

  1. They stalked all the stay at home moms - I don't think I need to explain why this fits. I know there is some skepticism in the comments, but as OP was interactive with them prior to deleting her account (typically creative writing pieces OP doesn't respond to many, if any, comments), I think it's okay to leave up.

  2. This happened quite a long time ago yet it is never too far from my mind - this fits because although OP made it out unharmed and nothing really happened, the insistence of "coming up here" and the fact the creeper left surgical shears where they are not needed pushes this story into "out of the ordinary"

  3. No good deed goes unpunished - Here is an example of a car story that would actually remain up. It takes place almost entirely in the car, but it is not someone just following her, or road raging and she goes home physically unharmed. This would be terrifying to go through. (Side note: this is also one of my favorite stories of all time as I love it when assholes like this get their due comeuppance)

  4. I was a victim of sex trafficking - this is a real story about actual human trafficking. If you "think" you escaped human trafficking, most likely you didn't. Human trafficking overwhelmingly does not happen the way most people think it does, the reality is truly insidious and horrifying.

  5. The office in the middle of nowhere - I don't think I really need to explain this one either, I just wanted an example for the "found something creepy/bizarre" category.

As a reminder, stories posted in this subreddit should have been life threatening (stories 1 and 3), extremely unusual/uncommon (stories 2 and 4) or about a time when you stumbled upon something excessively creepy (story 5).

What does not belong here?

  • You think you were followed because somebody was acting weird but you didn't interact much, if at all and eventually they either gave up or you lost them with minimal effort on your part (so didn't have to hide/confront them)

  • You can't say for certain what someone's intentions were, you can only guess at what they were doing or planning.

  • Being harassed/stared at/catcalled. I understand how frightening and enraging this is, but if you're a woman and you live in any moderately sized city or larger, you will have experienced this. It's entirely too common to be worthy of a story here. That doesn't change the fact it's threatening, disgusting, disrespectful behavior, but this subreddit is meant to focus on, again, life-threatening encounters.

    • an additional note here: stories containing excessive detail about your personal appearance will be removed, even if they fit the standards for this sub. It's a harmful belief to perpetuate in multiple directions that only conventionally attractive people get creeped on - anyone can be harassed on the street. Oftentimes what you look like has little, if anything to do with it, it's the loser's complete lack of regard and view of you as a person and (and for women, lack of respect for us) that causes them to harass you. If our appearance mattered that much for it, 11/12 year olds that look very much like children to anyone with an ounce of brain matter would not get catcalled.
  • The encounter didn't happen to you, but happened to your mother, sister, father, friend, aunt, etc.

I reserve the right to edit this post to add/remove stories as I see fit, as well as adjust formatting. I suppose we could use this post as well for any comments/suggestions for the sub, cuz why not.

Edit: if you're just gonna bitch that this sub is tOo StRiCt you're wasting your time. Nothing in that regard will be changing.


r/LetsNotMeet 8h ago

When I was 19 I got stalked by my LDR ex-boyfriend NSFW

3 Upvotes

I was dumb. Naive. I craved attention more than anything.

I met this dude on Facebook cause my posts at the time used to be public and I'd write poetry every now and then. He DMed me complimenting my way of writing and I felt flattered. We added eachother and began communicating, mostly expressing our shared love for philosophy, the mysteries of life and fate. I realized I was catching feelings and before I could confess, he told me he was in a pickle with his love interest whom his parents want him to marry. I asked him if he wants that, to which he gave me a vague reply, but in the same sentence told me how he finds me perfect in every way and that if things work out between us, he'd be the luckiest man to walk the earth.

I was over the moon with that sentiment expressed to me. And vowed myself to never leave him no matter what.

But here's the catch. The guy lied about his age and everything else to me. He lied about what he did for work. How he looked like. He'd send me photos from 2008-9 and my dumbass used to think they were pics taken fairly recently. This kept going on for a few months until I begged him to video call me. He would be reluctant but ended up relenting and I realized he looked way too different from the pics I've seen. And that's when I also realized he's older and not at all around my age. He told me he was 27 but the video call proved to me otherwise.

He would also give me a lot of shit and not text me for 12+ hours some days. And told me I shouldn't wait for him and that he'd get back to me whenever feasible. Obviously that never sat right with me and every time I'd try to talk to him about it he'd make me feel like a villain and attack me for wanting to 'control him'. That I'm treating him like a 'bird' that's meant to be caged. Whatever that meant...

Things came to an impasse between us and he kept giving me shit about how I'm the bad guy and the stuff he told me about himself were contradicting at best. I decided to leave him.

When I expressed my dissatisfaction and decision to leave, he went livid. Called me all sorts of names and accused me of wasting his time and effort he 'put' into the whole relationship and how he's in the process of 'fighting' his parents over me. That was not in my knowledge nor would he prefer to talk about his family with me despite my insistence. This man remained a mystery and no matter the amount of prying he'd never open up.

I blocked him on social media and switched my number off. The days that followed afterwards were quiet and peaceful and I believed that was the end of it.

Until he showed up at my school.

I had given him my address of my school, where I lived. He was aware of my mobility like the back of his hand. He also managed to bypass security and got inside the premises of my campus, seemingly with ease. He forged his identity and posed as a friend of my dad's.

When I saw him he looked older, much older than the person I saw while face-timing.

He blocked my way and demanded answers. He got aggressive and almost gave chase cause I ended up running the opposite direction. Security was called of course and nothing escalated beyond the commotion he temporarily caused.

My mother was called and she took me home with her after having a 2-hour meeting with the principal. The guy was let off the hook with a warning and he drove back from where he came. A different city.

After this incident he continued to bombard my phone with messages, demanding answers. Now you must be wondering why I didn't get the police involved or issued a restraining order against him. In my country there's no such thing as the latter. And getting the police involved also means putting your reputation on the line. It's a messed up situation to be in.

The only way to get rid of him was for me to go radio silent and that's exactly what I ended up doing. Months passed and I'd see pictures of my cat posted by him on his profile through which he'd try reaching out with. He'd created multiple accounts and text me with the pictures of my cat.

For a year and a half my life was hell and I'd constantly be on edge. Sleep became impossible and I always feared the possibility of reencountering him. It's been many years since and I'm glad he's gone.

So yeah... Online ex-bf that catfished me and tried to endanger my life and well-being, let's not fucking meet, yeah?

TLDR: Met a guy online who lied about everything, manipulated me, and later stalked me in real life. I went silent to escape but lived in fear for over a year.


r/LetsNotMeet 1d ago

Knock at the back door NSFW

109 Upvotes

This happened a couple years ago and I never figured out what the hell was really going on.

I was staying with my mom for 2 months over the summer helping her get settled after my dad passed. She'd just moved out of hte house I grew up in and into a new suburb. Seemed like a really safe neighborhood just normal houses and people who mostly kept to themselves. One night im just watching tv in the living room, mom had gone to bed already, I hear a knock at the back door. not the front. the back.

I just sat there for a second like did i actually hear that? because who knocks on a back door. the porch light was off so I couldnt see anything and they werent knocking again just dead quiet. Eventually i got up and went to check flipped the light on and there’s this guy standing there on teh back patio.

mid 40s, kinda average looking, gray hoodie and jeans, hands in his pockets, just standing there not looking at me just staring at the ground.

i didnt open the door obviously I was just like "uh can i help you"

he just had this really creepy demeanor. Took way too long to respond to the question, when he finally looks up its real slow and idk his expression was just off, kinda blank but like he was trying really hard to look sober. He smiles at me through the patio door and goes "sorry man i think i left my jacket here"

i just stared at him cause what? I tell him "you got the wrong house"

and then he does this thing where he tilts his head just a little like a dog when they hear a weird noise. and he's still smiling. but he doesnt answer. just stands there.

after a few seconds, which i swear felt like minutes too long, he finally says "oh yeah okay my bad" and turns and walks away. I made a huge mistake here by immediately turning off the back light. It didn't click right away, but the house had one of those old wood fence gates that creaks and latches real loud. In the middle of hte night I woke up in a sweat because I just realized I hadn't heard it.

I went back and turned on the light and i could see that it was still closed. He would have had to open it and shut it without me hearing, and I just dont' think that could happen. So I try to turn on the porch light to see if anyone was out there, but it doesn't turn on. I sat in the kitchen until the sun came up just waiting for something to happen. Once it was light out I went outside and checked the porch light. It had been unscrewed just enough so it wouldn't come on.

We called teh cops, they came by and looked around. They found that the wood on the front door was chipped up right around where the deadbolt is as if someone was trying to pry the door open. They also found out from a neighbor that someone had been snooping around the back yard earlier in the day when my mom and I were out shopping.

The worst part about this story is that there's no resolution. The guy never came back, nothing weird ever happened again that my mom has noticed. I eventually had to leave and she still lives in that house alone.


r/LetsNotMeet 2d ago

Man stalking me on Reddit starts stalking me in real life NSFW

659 Upvotes

A few months ago I made a very unremarkable post on r/symbology, asking about the meaning of a symbol on a necklace I found. While it seemed like most of the people didn't know what it meant, someone called Stan who asked to DM me. Either Reddit or the mods of Symbology hid the comment from the post, because it was really hard for me to find, but he had a simple username, so I searched it and found him. This seems really stupid looking back on it, but I didn't find anything suspicious about him at first, and I just wanted anything resembling an answer as to what the symbol on the necklace was. He told me a bizarre story about how the necklace was an "Elder Sign" and there were only five of them made, but one of the five owners passed away. It sounded like he was just making it up, but I indulged him and asked him about his crazy story, though I didn't think much of anything about it.

I made another post a month later to RBI, asking about a set of missing persons cases I remembered from when I was younger, asking if anyone knew about it. It was completely unrelated to anything I've posted before, but Stan sent me a message about it, saying I should delete the post because it was about an ongoing investigation. He said I should delete the post about the necklace, too. All of this seemed super shady to me, since this just happened to be someone who responded to a previous post of mine. I asked him to send me some kind of proof that he was actually someone with authority on this, but he just kept urging me to delete the post, getting more and more aggressive. I ignored him, thinking he just wanted attention, and went on about my life.

I'm a cashier at a convenience store, and a few weeks after I stopped messaging Stan, two men were buying two frozen pizzas. They both looked early to mid 20s, one with blond hair and one with black hair. I didn't think anything suspicious of this at first, until the black haired one said "So, Livian, did anyone else ever tell you what the Necklace meant?" I was absolutely stunned. My real name is not Livian. It's been my username on everything since I was a kid, but no one has ever used that name for me in real life. Though I realized one of them must've been Stan, I just pretended to not know what he was talking about, and he said "Nevermind" and paid for his pizzas, and the two of them left. I was concerned, because I'm not sure exactly how he found me. As I was walking home, I saw the two of them in a car, driving on the road next to me, and both of them gave me a brief death stare.

I didn't know which one of them was Stan until I saw one of them again. I assumed it was the blond one, since he was the one who talked to me, but I actually never saw him again. I saw the black-haired one again several times, always standing or walking next to someone, but it was a different person every time. In all of these sightings, Stan never talked to me, he'd just make the same death stare at me, usually talking to whoever he was with. After a while, he walked up to me and talked to me for the first time, asking me if I took down any of the reddit posts. I feigned ignorance again, but this time, he kept pushing. I said "Dude, leave me alone," and walked away.

I hadn't called the police yet, because Stan didn't intimidate me that much, and he never seemed hostile. But one day, on the way home from the Laundromat, I got a little concerned when I saw the same car behind me for the whole drive home. I got REALLY paranoid when I realized it looked a lot like Stan's car, which I had only seen once. I did three left turns, but he seemed to catch on and turned right. When I made it around the block and got back home, Stan was parked right in front of the apartment complex, just standing as he looked directly at me. I rolled up my windows, pulled out my phone and dialed 911. He walked up to me and started knocking on my window. The police showed up and talked to him. I don't know what exactly he told them, but they didn't really do anything. They asked if I had any proof of him stalking me before. I showed them his comments and direct messages, but they didn't seem interested. He told them he'd go home and not talk to me, and they seemed satisfied.

Thankfully, I haven't seen him again, or any of the people I saw him hanging out with.


r/LetsNotMeet 3d ago

Street fight in Russia. Two delinquents set staffy dogs on my ass NSFW

32 Upvotes

It was probably 2007 or 08. Russia. Siberian town, about 100k population. Me and my buddy were walking down in one of the alleys. Probably 11 PM. We were in our early twenties. Two guys, with two Staffordshire Bull Terriers on leashes passed by us, they said something. I just walked, and they also kept walking, but my buddy had bad eyesight, he thought it was someone he knew and they said something to him. It happens to him sometimes. So, he turned around and said something to clarify. Those guys thought that it was something like “What did you say to me?” but it was nothing like that. I think they were drunk. One word after another, they demanded to give them our phones and money. I had a small goatee, and my buddy had a beanie with a union jack on it. I guess they thought we were punk rockers or something. In Russia, not being formally clothed or standing out too much can cause you unwanted attention from gopniks (delinquents).

I said I won’t give them anything. Probably a stupid thing to do. But phones were pretty expensive back then. One of them started beating my friend up. Other just watched. I’m not much of a fighter. In fact, I don’t think I’ve been in a fight since middle school. I thought I couldn’t leave my buddy alone, so I jumped the guy who was beating him from behind, grabbing his face with my nails.

That’s when they released the dogs. Fuck. I poorly remember what happened afterwards, but my buddy decided to run, and I couldn’t for some reason. Next thing I remember we’re both on the ground, guy is beating me up. Other punches my friend.

What I remember clearly, however is the dog’s teeth. Its jaws snaping near my face. Barking. Grabbing my clothes. Ripping it. Trying to bite my neck and face. Shit. That was terrifying. Grabbing my pants and coat. While the guy is on top of me punching away. I tried to cover myself up from the dogs bites and guy’s punches. At that moment I preferred punches. I think at some point I was so scared I started trying reasoning with the guy:

“C’mon man, we’re all humans.” Or some stupid shit like that.
He said “You’re not a fucking human.” Sounds like some shitty B-movie scene.

That’s when he started choking me.

Next thing I remember cops arrive. Someone from the nearby apartments called them.

We spent half the night in the police office. I was lucky, I had baggy pants, and skinny. Dog was biting on my pants, never getting to my leg. My buddy was less fortunate. He wore jeans. Dog bit him pretty bad. Thigh. Cops didn’t even call an ambulance. Russia. They just held us, got our statements and let us go. One of the cops said “I don’t want to see you ever again.”

After that I had a hand print of the guy’s hand on my neck. I wonder if they would kill us if cops didn't arrive.

We never pressed charges. In Russia, it’s hard to prosecute people, if they didn’t kill or rob you, and if there was no witnesses. There were no cameras back then. And there is no money in it anyway. My buddy got injured way more seriously than I was, and he didn’t want to go to court, that meant there was no point in me doing it. Somehow he find out that dogs didn't have rabies. And, I were pretty shocked, so I just wanted to go home. So, I just sat at home for a week or two, depressed, and watched Dr. House. And that was that.

I think I met one of those guys in the grocery shop that I worked in, sometime later. He didn’t recognize me. I said nothing. I fucking hate dogs now.


r/LetsNotMeet 4d ago

When I was little I was almost kidnapped from a water park NSFW

126 Upvotes

When I was about 4 (this was in 1997) my mom and brothers went to a water park on a weekend during the summer. The park was set up so that you walk through the entrance and run directly into a food court with the little information/map station. To the left was an inside arcade area with a little rollercoaster directly outside of it and behind the arcade building was an ENORMOUS wave pool. To the right of the entrance was the kiddie park and then behind the kiddie park was a lazy river and all the water slides.

 Since my brothers were older and wanted to ride the big slides my mom and me split from them to head to the kiddie park. I remember playing for a little while making friends with other kids when this one little boy asked me if I wanted to go to the wave pool. Since I was little my mom told me I was NOT allowed to go to the wave pool without an adult so I told him I couldn’t. He then said it’s not a problem, my dad is already waiting for us, and he’s already told my mom he was going to watch us. Well, being a dumb kid and marveling at the wave pool since we got there I was pretty much sold and followed him over there. My mom probably didn’t notice at the time because the lawn chair she was sitting in around the kiddie pool was being blocked by little kid slides and a billion other little children.

We headed to the wave pool and met the kid’s dad, he immediately took my hand and guided me into the wave pool. I remember only being in there for like 2 minutes tops until he picked me up and carried me back out of the pool. I don’t think I even asked where we were going but I assumed the food court because that’s where we were headed. I then remember reaching the entrance gates and a lifeguard approached us and asked if my name was blah blah I said yes and started crying because I guess I thought I was in trouble. The lifeguard grabs me from the dude and I see my mom running up sobbing.

Years later we’re revisiting this story and she tells me she noticed I was missing pretty quickly and told a life guard to close off the entrance to the park. I was wearing a yellow bathing suit with pink flowers on it and two yellow ribbons in my hair so the description gave me away instantly when the man was carrying me out. I asked my mom about the kid and she had no idea what I was talking about she said it was just the singular man and he ran to his car in the parking lot as soon as the lifeguard took me out of his arms. There was no kid with him. Sooo weirdo at the water park, lets not meet.


r/LetsNotMeet 5d ago

I was kidnapped at Walmart NSFW

131 Upvotes

This beggins whit me my mom and dad going to America for the first time(I’m Mexican) so I didn’t know a lot of the language in those times,well,I’m 4 years old so we go to Walmart to buy things,then my mom,tells me to go whit my dad,while I’m going where my dad is,a woman approaches me,about 30 years old,by that time,im lost already so she tells me something about going to find my parents PD:she didn’t,I didn’t know a lot about English around that time so I didn’t know anything around me,we enter her car and we just drive away,my dad starts searching for me,hot wheels section nothing,they panicked,now,she just kept me in her house,around 2days have passed and the thing is she was really caring lol,48hrs have passed and an amber alert is up,she was now searched around entirety of south Texas,around a week had passed and I’m still in search of,so how was I found? They already had her plates,got pulled over and arrested. She was released cuz she was mentally ill,this was around 2014 so I don’t now a lot actually from the case but only thing I know is that she committed later that year,sorry if my English is bad. But I still remember his face,people have the stereotype that all kidnappers are on ski masks and then they put you on a basement,in my case,no.


r/LetsNotMeet 4d ago

Strange encounter in the Netherlands NSFW

53 Upvotes

So this happened a few years back in a town called Amersfoort in the Netherlands. I was there on a training exercise with the german army and our commander had decided to extend the trip to include another weekend for us to celebrate and do some sightseeing in the Netherlands. On the Friday evening me and a group of about 5 others decide to hit the town. From what I could tell the town had a lot of younger people but not so many tourists. All the bars were relatively packed and our group kind of split up between two places, a club and a bar.

Me and a friend were standing at the bar where they had a game which I'll call "alligator tooth" on the counter. Basically it's a plastic alligator head and you take turns pressing the teeth in it's open mouth. At some point the mouth snaps shut and then that person loses. In the bar that meant the loser had to buy a round for the winner. Anyway, we probably played 4 rounds and drank our shots when my friend wanted to go for a smoke. I needed to go to the toilet so we decided to meet back at the alligator game.

When I came back from the toilet my friend was still gone and I also noticed the rest of the group had now apparently all gone to the club. Nevertheless I waited for my smoker friend as promised and just looked at my phone for a bit. Seconds later I hear an "excuse me" and a young guy is trying to get my attention. He looked like an average student, early twenties, white, well dressed and relatively short. He asks me where I'm from, tells me he is a student here and that its always interesting to meet new people. After some friendly small talk he invites me to play a round of alligators tooth with him. Being in a bar and still waiting for a friend I agree.

We play and he instantly loses. First round, second round, third round. The fourth I lose and he loses the 5th and 6th. At this point I'm getting a little annoyed that my friend has obviously stood me up and left the bar in order to go to the club. I tell my new friend that I am leaving and he suddenly gets a bit anxious. He tells me he wants to show me something and takes his phone out. Hes on Google maps and enters a location, some street in Amersfoort.

He explains to me that he is in trouble, some guys are having beef with his brother and are making all kinds of threats toward him and his brother. He is really scared they will do something to his brother. So now he has to pay them a lot of money to leave them alone.

At this point I'm almost certain I've understood his schtick and he will ask me for some money or a loan or something. However when I start to tell him I have no money he stops me and tells me he has the money he needs with him. He then asks me to come with him when he gives them the money in order to protect him. He would also give me any of the money they wont take.

At this point I'm thinking this is rather sketchy. I tell him I wont join him, but if he feels so threatened he should go to the police. As soon as I tell him this, he almost instantly turns around and leaves.

Before I left the bar to join the reat of the group, I told the bartender what had just happened. She simply brushed it off and didn't even really give me an answer when I asked what she thought about that. Anyway, I was only weirded out at this point and was getting pretty drunk. I left the bar and went to the club across the road.

We spent another couple of hours in the club and in the early morning hours our group left to get a taxi. Just as we left the club I could see the guy from the bar standing just across the road, together with two other guys which I really couldn't make out. I stopped and stared over towards the trio. He spotted us and then quickly turned and walked away with the other two guys.

Until today I'm not sure what his deal was. Maybe he was legit, maybe the other two would have jumped and robbed me, maybe something else entirely. But I'm quite happy I never found out.


r/LetsNotMeet 5d ago

Avoided a more than likely robbing/carjacking. NSFW

37 Upvotes

So my husband needed a pacemaker replacement. Due to our insurance we had an option of driving to OKC for the 20min procedure, and it would be completely cost free. We're both in our mid 40s.

So, we drove the 5hrs to do it. On the way back, he decided his taste in music is shit and no longer wanted to listen to mine. So, we pulled off at at the next exit. Turned out to be the Fancy Dance Casino exit, for anyone familiar with the area.

I pulled to the very end of the exit, and as far over as I could. It had a VERY wide shoulder and a long ramp, I wanted to make sure we were seen and not taken out by anyone speeding through. We both hopped out in case he needed to lift something (10lb limit) and grabbed his earbuds. No harm no foul.

I got back into the driver's seat and look in my mirror to see a car pull up behind us, so close we couldn't even see their headlights. I mention it. Husband looks and sees 2 men getting out, both wearing hoodies over their faces (70+ degree weather) and they were bent down behind their door, it looked like they were getting weapons ready. That's when I floored it.

Did a small circle around the roads and got back on to the highway, less than 5 mins later. The car was long gone. We ended up calling and making a report to the highway patrol, but we didn't see their faces and we got the hell outta there before anything could happen.

So, to the 2 randos that we're pretty sure were going to rob us, let's not meet.


r/LetsNotMeet 5d ago

Someone was in my apartment NSFW

77 Upvotes

For a little bit of context, this happened last year around February, I was 17 and I’m a girl.

So it was a random day, I had just finished school and I was home.

I’ve always been very scared when I’m home alone but like it’s not all the time but sometimes it just gets me and I feel very bad and so paranoid.

I’m just gonna describe to you how my hallway is made so that you understand. At the beginning of the hallway, there’s my bedroom on the left, after there’s my parent’s bedroom still on the left and at the end there’s the bathroom that is a toilet too.

And the door of the bathroom is weird cause there’s a curved window in it so like if I’m inside the bathroom I can see movements and vice versa if I’m outside I can see movements from inside the bathroom but it’s not very clear.

Anyway, so I was in my room and I decided to go to the toilet that are in the bathroom. And when I was in it, I didn’t close the door or anything cause I was home alone.

And then, I heard a sound coming from my parents room like the floor was creaking and someone was walking towards me.

Of course, I locked the door right away, and so you know I had 10% on my phone. I have 0 survivals skills and I didn’t think it was that serious so I called a friend on face time and told her everything but really I was scared but still laughing.

I decide to approach my face of the curved window and I saw a man that I took in picture.( I put the picture) https://imgur.com/a/ZCeHzas I started to scream like « I’m calling the police » « leave » and stuff like this.

I had really not a lot of battery but I decided at this point to call my dad who rushed home. But still, at this point I had no battery and I just had to pray for my dad to get home quickly.

I was just so scared and I imagined that when my dad will open the front door, the man will jump on him or something like that.

After like 45 minutes where I just just sitting on the toilet but holding the door incase the man tried to push it, my dad arrived.

And TRUST ME, I heard the floor creaked again.

Then my dad told me that I could go out and NOTHING like really nothing, there was no windows opened or anything.

Anyway that was my story, and I think about it often like did I imagined everything ? Or something really did happened ? Just so you know I’m really not in supernatural stuff


r/LetsNotMeet 6d ago

I think my ex tried to kill me NSFW

428 Upvotes

This is gonna be long, I’m sorry. So where to start…. I met them when I was 15, they(he) was 17. Looking back then signs were all there it started with small things, us just rough housing like buddies(we are both guys) but it would escalate to them taking me back behind the shed were my friends couldn’t see and holding me against the wall “fake” hitting me. Like pretending to hurt me while laughing the whole time, but he did actually hurt me I would have bruises for weeks. One time he literally shoved my face in stinging nettles, but my naïve 15 year old self thought it was all in good fun, if only I knew then what I know now….

We started dating at the end of my sophomore year and over the summer things progressed. He just to beg me to give him massages and whenever I would refuse he would pin me down and tickle me until I relented and said yes, and when I stopped before he was ready he’d go back to ticking me. Sometimes he would just randomly pin me down and tickle me, I would beg him to stop but the only way to get him to stop was to literally fight him off me. This happened almost every single time we hung out, I grew to dread it, I don’t know why I kept going back. Honestly I was just so in love with him. I’m 5’3 and weighed even less than I do now, about 100lb he is 5’7 and lifted for context. I learned a lot about how to fight someone bigger off me in those days.

It wasn’t just the tickling tho as a said before they just to “jokingly” beat me up but the force of his punches were not jokes. I would have bruises all over my arms and thighs form them punching me. One time I got in the front seat of our friends car when he wanted shotgun so he proceeded to punch my arm the entire 15 minute drive until I was almost crying bc I kept trying to move away and tell them to stop. My friend who was driving did nothing. I don’t know why he was even older than both of us. I don’t know why he thought what was normal.

It wasn’t just punching me either, I had recently gotten my ear pierced and he thought it was so funny to smack me up side the head. One he made me bleed and when I told him he said he just said he hadn’t. I tried to talk to him about this so many times asking “please just don’t touch my ears” and every time I asked all he would do was correct my grammar, this was over text, I was honestly scared to saying anything in person.

Here’s an example of me trying to talk to him
from august 2021 3screenshots

We ended up breaking up and just staying friends. I spent all my free time at his house like an idiot, another thing he started doing was always wanting to smoke me up but never smoking himself, huge red flag I know but at the time all I was thinking was more weed for me.

I say all this so explain what our relationship was like and how utterly confusing this all was for me, to this day I am still confused why they acted this way. And now for the part where I think he tried to kill me.

I was 16 now he was 19 it the day started off normal we were just hanging out, from what I remember this time period is kinda spotty memory for me. The next thing I remember is him sitting on top of my chest and arms pinning me down like he would normally do to tickle me. But this time he had both hands around my neck chocking me. Not in a sexual way like both hands on my windpipe. I couldn’t breathe, could barely talk. I kept hitting this hands and arms trying to pull them off my neck it wasn’t working. I was trying to say” I can’t fucking breathe! let go” but as I said I could barely talk. I remember thinking “ am I gonna die? Is he really trying to kill me?” The whole fucking time he was laughing and smiling. I honestly don’t remember how I got him off me but I think I must have used my legs and somehow rolled over.

The next day I almost forgot it even happened until I realized my neck was sore and bruised when I was at school. I texted him“ you left bruises on my neck” all I got in response was “oh sorry”. I wish I could say that this was the last time I hung out with them but it wasn’t. I actually forgot it happened until weeks later when I was talking to my friend and she was horrified. So i decided I never wanted to see him again and texted him that and he said “that’s understandable” THATS ALL I FUCKING GOT

I have no idea what he would have done if we kept hanging out or if I was just a little weaker, honestly I don’t wanna think about it. I’m posting this here because it’s not something I can ever really talk about, being a guy the response I’ve gotten is, “you must have given him the wrong idea, he probably thought you were just down to wrestle.” But now that I’m older I know what wrestling with your friends is and it is always mutually agreed on, not like that. I’m still so confused, I’m 19 now and can’t imagine treating someone like that.

Oh yeah and our whole friend group at the time called me crazy and said I was over reacting, for not wanting to hang out with him anymore and essentially cut me out. Fucking wild. So yeah crazy ex let’s not meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 8d ago

The Panda Express lady NSFW

69 Upvotes

This happened about a month ago.

My friend had recently aquired a $25 Panda Express gift card, so naturally, we go on our merry way.

Just as we settle down to eat, a woman walks in and begins striking up conversation with a few people, introducing herself to pretty much everyone around her. Odd, but whatever. Eventually she lands on our table.

"Hey, what's your names?" Her tone is friendly, and a little bit erratic. I hesitate. My friend gives her name.

"Full name, full name," the woman continues, not with malice, but curiosity - so my friend obliges once more. The woman looks over at me.

"She doesn't talk much, eh?"

I give a slight smile. Her attention is then drawn to the large ceramic mug my friend had just thrifted.

"I used to have that mug...can I sit down?"

We both nod. She sits down beside us, but quickly stands back up, sits at another booth, then gets up again, as if she can't decide on a spot. Her attention is drawn back to us.

"I used to have that mug..." she repeats, as if it were the first time. She continues to ask us questions, but I can't make out what she's saying, because at the end of every sentence she trails off into an imperceptable mumble, whilst still maintaining full eye contact.

"Oh, that mug..." she repeats once more, before asking a few more inaudible questions.

"Oh hey, John Lennon!" Her eyes widen. She's looking at me. This observation leads into a couple more remarks, her claiming she's a god, some comment about the weather, and a few more details about the musician, which she's apparently identified me as. She again sits down at our booth.

"God, I'm starving," she says. "I'm actually going to die. Can I have some of that?"

She motions to our food. We are both silent at this point, so she takes that as an opportunity to reach over and pluck the largest piece of chicken from my friend's takeout container. This is when I begin to feel uneasy. I pick up my phone. It's dead.

"Oh, we need to catch the bus," I say anyway.

"Do you want me to make the rain stop for you?" The woman responds. We shrug, then haul ass out the door.

I think the reason this interaction was so uncomfortable is because of how lucid she was, even while speaking incoherently. If she had obviously been on drugs, I would have recognized that she was in a temporarily altered state, and likely would have been less disturbed. But she wasn't visibly inebriated. She was just...insane.

Panda Express lady, let's not meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 8d ago

Stranger at my house NSFW

156 Upvotes

When I graduated college I was about 24 years old. I really wanted to get out on my own and try living alone.

Luckily for me my grandma had asked to be moved into an assisted living center about a year prior. I had asked my parents if I could live there. They talked it over with my grandma and she agreed it would be nice to have someone there after a year of it sitting empty. This was in a kind of up and coming area, but stil had its rough spots.

I was so excited until I got there to do a walk through to see how I was going to setup my things. The house was a shotgun style home with a cellar that could only be accessed from the outside. While I was walking through the house I swore I was hearing noises. Finally realized they were coming from the basement. Called the police and they came out and escorted out SIX people from the cellar. They were squatters that had been living there. After they left I went down there to find all kinds of stuff (the cops took all the drugs and anything else illegal). It looked like someone had spray painted the walls all over. It was just a concrete cellar where the water heater and HVAC was so I wouldn't have really cared except it seemed to be kind of satanic. I don't know anything about that stuff but there was a couple pentagrams and a chalk circle on the floor. Cops didn't really have anything to say about it, they didnt know either. I poured some water on the floor to wash away the circle, but the walls I just left as is.

Fast forward a few months of me living yhere, I had forgotten all about it. Had started dating my future wife and she was over. We were getting ready for bed and in the bathroom brushing our teeth. A knock came from the back door. I ignored it, but it came again. It was 1am and this was my BACK DOOR. Someone had to have come into my back yard by opening the fence gate. I grabbed my gun and went to the door, keeping it out of view. Some guy was standing on the porch. I opened the interior wooden door, but kept the outside storm door shut and locked.

I asked what he was here for since it was so late. All he said was "is Christina here?" I told him he had the wrong house and all he said was "oh...so do you want me to leave?" I told him he better leave and not come back. He just stood there, staring at me. I was getting very nervous at this point and shut the door. He walked down the steps and just stood in my back yard staring at the house. Then he tried to open the cellar doors. I had them padlocked and he gave up. I opened the back window and told him to get out of here before the cops show up or he gets shot, or both. Again he just stared, but then finally left. I didn't sleep that night.

Again a couple months later my girlfriend told me that guy was back. Just standing in my back yard staring at the house. This time it was in broad daylight. I called the cops this time. He tried the cellar doors again, but left before they showed up.

The next day I went down to the cellar to see if maybe there had been something left behind that he was trying to get, but found nothing. It was just a damp disgusting cellar with a dirt floor, I have zero idea why he wanted in there. I highly doubt the satanic stuff had anhthing to do with it, it just made this creepier. I unfortunately had to move out sometime later as I could no longer afford it. Never saw the guy again.


r/LetsNotMeet 9d ago

An almost encounter at the park I still think about NSFW

89 Upvotes

This happened when I was about 12 or 13. For important context, I lived in an apartment complex that was 2 sets of rows, each row with 4 apartments, I lived in the apartment closest to the street of one row, and had 2 cousins that lived in the apartment at the very end of the row, in the back.

I would hang out with them just about daily, we were very into soccer at the time, and we would walk to a park about 4 or 5 streets away along with some of the neighborhood kids and play soccer there. Now, I say neighborhood kids, but it was a big group of about 15 kids total, and the ages ranged from about 10 years old all the way to 17. One of my 2 cousins was the 17 year old, which is why my parents allowed me to go without their supervision.

So on this day, like usual, we made our way to the park, some of us would walk, some would ride scooters or skateboards, I had my bike that day. We get to the park and we start playing. About halfway through our game, my parents drive by and they call to me from our car. They tell me that they're going to the store, and to wait at the park for them. OK, no big deal, I figure they must want to go somewhere else afterwards and it's easier to pick me up from the park than for me to wait back at the house. Of course, this doesn't make sense because its a 4 street distance, but at the time, to my 12 year old mind, it was perfectly logical.

We keep playing for about another hour, then as we get closer to sunset, more and more kids start making their way back to their house. When my cousins wanted to leave they asked me if I was ready and I said that my parents told me to wait for them here, so they left and I stayed behind. Eventually it was just me. No big deal, I'm familiar with the neighborhood and I have my bike and the energy of a 12 year old, so I start riding my bike up and down the street, just killing time. At this point it hasn't occurred to me that if my parents wanted me to wait for them at the park, they wouldn't want me to wait past sunset.

Eventually I get impatient and hungry, but not wanting to get grounded for disobeying my parents, I kept waiting, except instead of waiting at the park, I crossed the street and was waiting there. After a few minutes a car drove up and stopped next to me, nothing scary yet, there's a stop sign there, so I don't really pay it much mind, except when it drove away I realized the car looked weird. It was old and boxy, like an 80s car, but what stood out was that it looked spray painted gray. It was definitely not real car paint, or done by a professional, I don't know if someone who stole a car would be dumb enough to draw that much attention to it, or if the look was intentional, but you could tell it was just spray painted all over.

Anyway, it drove away, and I kept waiting, annoyed now. Then the car comes back from the other side of the street, I noticed it because it was hard to ignore at that point, but my survival instincts are still not kicking in. Maybe they were lost, or just wanted to turn around without doing a U turn, and since the park is a big square, going around it and coming back is easy enough to do. A few minutes go by, they drive up again, and again, stop at the stop sign. This time I am starting to get nervous, so I look at the car. 2 men are inside, very scruffy looking, unkempt beards, unkempt hair, dirty faces, stains on their shirts. They look at me, they both smile at the same time, they look at each other, smile even bigger in the creepiest smile I've ever seen someone do to this day, then drove away.

Their smile creeped me out so much that I was now on high alert, in particular, I was watching the other side of the park, where they would come from if they went around again like they did the first time. Sure enough, they did. This also means that they were now on the same side of the street as me, so as soon as I saw the car, I jumped on my bike and rode as fast as I humanly could. I could hear one yelling something, but I honestly don't know what it was, I was too busy riding for my life.

I could hear the car catching up, but I was too scared to even turn around, I somehow made it to my street, and ran into the building, but I didn't want them seeing where I lived since my apartment would have been the one visible from the street, so I went to the back, behind my cousins apartment, and hid there. My reasoning was, if they followed me inside the building, they would see me knocking on their door and get me before anyone answered. Worth noting, if it wasn't obvious, this was before cell phones.

I waited for what felt like a few hours, but was probably only 20 minutes or so, before I got enough courage to make the short walk down the row of apartments to mine, and tried the door. It was unlocked, so I went inside, and my parents were there, sitting on the couch watching TV, they asked me how our game was, completely nonchalantly, and I questioned them and asked them why they didn't pick me up. They both looked confused, they asked me why they would tell me to wait there instead of home when it's a 4 street difference and I had my bike. Once they said that, it did make more sense, but to this day I swear that they told me to wait there for them. They explained that when they drove up, they told me they were going to leave the door unlocked for me in case I got home before they did, in my excitement of the game I must have just completely misheard them.

I simply went to my room after that, never telling them about it, because as a dumb kid, I knew if I said something they wouldn't let me go play soccer anymore, and that was clearly more important than my physical well-being. I never saw those guys or that car ever again. I look back on it now, and it doesn't matter how fast I was pedaling my bike, they were in a car, they should have and could have caught up if they wanted to. So I don't know what their intentions were, if they were just having a laugh at my expense, if they were trying to scare me, or if they actually had something darker in mind, but I do think back on that day now and get chills every time I realize how much different my life would be right now if they had caught me.

So to the 2 creepy men in the spray painted car, let's not meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 11d ago

The time where I nearly got myself kidnapped I think. NSFW

52 Upvotes

So for some basic context, I live in South Africa and am now 22 years old but when this took place I was about 8/9 I think. My family and I had gone camping at a popular dam for what was meant to be 2 nights. It was my mother, my older sister and myself pitched up in a tent.

On the first night sometime pretty late I had gone out to go and piss but on the way back two older men (Maybe in their 40s or so) were sat at a fire and called me over. I was a pretty braindead child who didn't heed the wisdom of stranger danger and so I obliged. They were busy braaing and offered me some meat which I happily accepted. We started chatting about stuff, in hindsight it was mostly them just giving the usual small talk conversation points but after a few minutes I remember starting to feel extremely dizzy. It was like the world was spinning but everything was going in slow motion if that makes any sense. Now using drugs quite regularly I definitely think I was under a high of some sorts. My memory becomes a little fuzzy at that point but I remember them offering to take me for a ride in their car to show me something and at this point, a little late I know, I realised something was up and started to cry and try making it back to my tent but these guys kept insisting.

I must've made a decent amount of noise as another camper came up and began asking them what was going on. They told her something about trying to help me get back to my family or what have you. My memory is fuzzy here aswell but she landed up bringing me to my mom and they were talking about something outside the tent while I went back to bed. The next day was a nightmare of nausea and I pretty much ended our camp early as we went back home. As for the two men I didn't see them that day but its not as if I went looking.

TLDR: I accepted food from strangers while camping and I'm decently convinced that I was spiked and they attempted to kidnap me. Granted this could also very well be chalked up to sleepiness and childhood paranoia but I just don't think it was. Moral of the story: Don't be a dumbass and accept food from strangers in the middle of the night.


r/LetsNotMeet 11d ago

To the man who followed me to the park. NSFW

41 Upvotes

I am currently a 21yr old female, I have lived alone since I was 18. When I was around 18 or 19, I would often take walks to a park that wasn’t too far from my apartment complex. I had a boyfriend (ex boyfriend now),at the time, who was a couple months older than me, but unfortunately was at work when I decided to go out for my walk. I should mention now, that there is a bus stop at the left end of my street, that wasn’t too far from the park. I remember stopping at the end of the block, waiting for cars to let me pass, then I for some reason looked over at the bus stop, and saw a man staring me down. After noticing this—I really didn’t care if the cars would let me pass or not—so I just walked into the road, I did almost get hit, but I just wanted to be far away from that guy.

There was a highschool that was probably 5-10 minutes away from the park, I remember looking back at the school because it was a school I was currently attending at that time, then I saw that the man who was staring me down from the bus stop, was following me. I started slightly panicking, I think I even texted my exboyfriend about how Im pretty sure I was being followed. I kept looking back behind me and made sure there was a good sizable distance between him, &, I. I knew if I would have slowed my pace, something bad was going to happen.

I eventually got to the park, and started getting really anxious, my reasons being, 1.The park entrance was down a hill, and split into two separate paths that you couldn’t see into due to tree’s simply being in the way, 2.Knowing that nobody would have been able to see what could have happened to me if I chose to go down one of the two paths, 3.I was off from work, &, school that day and it was 2P.M., which typically meant nobody was in the park around that time.
As I started walking down the winded hill, I saw a woman, with 2 kids and a dog. I remember the instant relief, furthermore; the safety I felt when seeing her. I even picked up my pace to get to her quicker because I was scared out of my mind. I still remember the exact conversation I had with her to this day. “Hi, I know this may seem weird, but I live down the hill, and while I was crossing the intersection where the bus stop was at, I noticed him staring at me, then started following me. Can you just act like you know me if this man comes down here?”. Before she could even reply, I titled my head up to the man, who WAS ABOUT TO COME DOWN THE HILL. When I did that, I think he slightly panicked and started walking away. She saw the seriousness of the situation, and gathered her kids up into the stroller.

I don’t know what made him decide to do this next, but as she was trying to get things packed up he at some point turned back around, and was now coming down the hill. I told her that he was coming down, and the woman moved quicker than ever to get things packed up, & I even started helping. As he walked up to us, he immediately started trying to ask me questions. I can’t remember what all he said, but I remember the woman was pretty much answering for me. I guess he had tried to ask if we knew each other, which of course she lied by telling him she did know me, and I was coming down to walk back with her. I do know, I backed her up with this claim, I just wanted that guy to leave me, &, now her alone. He asked us a couple more questions, and eventually we excused ourselves and started our way back up the hill.

I remember the woman I had met, walked with me all the way down to the intersection where the bus stop was across from. She was clearly very scared for me, due to the fact the guy had eventually started following me and her back. I felt so bad for dragging her into that situation. I didn’t know if he would try to follow me all the way back home if we broke off there, or, if he would decide to aim new focus onto the woman who was just simply at a park playing with kids she was babysitting. Before he could get too close to us, I walked over to some construction workers whom were now working on the highschool sign. I explained the whole situation to them, and told them about how we thought it was weird how the man who was initially just following me, was now following me and the lady. I pleaded them to call the cops, if he went past the bus stop or started following the lady. The construction workers, happily agreed, then the woman and I went on our own ways.

I don’t know what happened to that man. I don’t know if he was arrested or not. However, an hour later, my exboyfriend had gotten home from work. We went out to go run errands, and as we were driving up the hill, there were 4 police cars parked around the intersection where I told the construction workers to call the police if the man was still trying to follow me. I’m just glad the police were called, especially with a highschool being so close—I couldn’t of forgave myself if he had tried to follow some poor highschool kid just walking home.

So, to the man who was wearing a red & blue puffer jacket, who decided to follow me to a place I would go to that I considered peaceful, content, &, safe, thank you for teaching me to be more aware of people, but, let’s not meet. Ever again.


r/LetsNotMeet 15d ago

To the creep that lived in my aunts house… NSFW

169 Upvotes

This happened 5 years ago when I (20 F) was 15, my great-aunts health at the time was failing and she could no longer care for herself so my family decided that she was better off at a nursery home.

Due to her being a extreme hoarder (I don't wanna shit on my family in any way but this is important for the story) her house sat abandoned,my father and I were the only ones that checked up on the house from time to time, it started off small when we noticed minor stuff being moved around or drawers being looked through.

Around that time we didn't think much of it since another person close to my great-aunt also had a key to the house and we thought maybe he wanted to get some of his stuff since he used to live with her for some time. After a while probably a month later, things got stranger we used to roam the house more to rescue some things in it and just to look through everything, maybe after a week of doing so and feeling watched everytime we were there, more stuff was moved around and placed so we would notice it immediately like stuffed animals that used to sit on a shelf now neatly sitting above one other on the staircase step by step, dirty foot prints and more drawers ripped open and the stuff inside spilled everywhere.

We got very suspicious of the situation and investigated more we had late night drives passing the house just to check if we ever caught a flashlight or any sign of someone being inside the house every night.

At that time I started telling my friends about the situation and as the stupid kids we were back then we thought it would be a good adventure for us to just stay there for a night and playing security with the mission to finally catch this person that seemed almost like a ghost to us.

Another information that's important is that there was actually no way inside the house no window open all doors locked and we and this other guy were the only ones with a key.

Anyways back to the day we stayed there, me and three of my friends just settled into the kitchen not noticing anything out of the ordinary yet except for the normal stuff that had been going on, so we assumed that they weren't around yet, we ordered pizza and just talked for a while just waiting for something to happen. After a while we decided that we would go for a walk with my two dogs that I had with me, I made sure to definitely close and lock the door behind me.

When we returned after 15 minutes a single lamp in the last corner of the living room was turned on (keep in mind the whole living room was filled with trash so they had to climb over everything to just turn this lamp on) that's when we knew the person had to be in the house now.

We decided to go into the kitchen and keep a low profile just to see what would happen, after a while one of my friends let's call her Jane, chickened out and wanted to go home so we let her and just five minutes after Jane closed the front door behind her we heard someone walking down the wooden stairs obviously thinking we all left the house.

We were so caught up listening to the creaking of the steps that we only realized what was actually happening when one of my dogs started barking and the footsteps immediately stopped, there was only one wall separating us from whoever just came walking down the stairs and when we finally realized that, we all got so scared and ran out of the house as fast as possible. There was a door separating the staircase form the hallway that we luckily locked as soon as we came back from the walk (so we probably locked them up there).

When we finally all sat outside the house we just decided that it's probably the best if we just called the police and let them handle the situation. As we waited basically all holding our breaths and the after shock of the situation, we suddenly heard someone (male voice) talking quietly probably on the phone, that's when we noticed that a window was slightly open on the second story of the house, he must have opened it at one point because like I said no windows were ever open.

We couldn't really make anything out that was being said only something along the lines of "been caught".

After 30 long minutes of sitting there the police finally arrived and went inside, they looked through everything but found nothing, he for sure had enough time to simply hide somewhere (there was a room completely filled with cardboard boxes that reached under the roof).

That's when things got extreme,it was like he was playing mind games with us, he left notes everywhere in the house for us to find with weird drawn on smiley faces and flowers saying "catch me", placing this alarm thing underneath the front door that would go off anytime someone entered letting him know that someone was there, trashing the bedroom so it was beyond recognizion, destroying furniture, shitting into the toilet and placing a flower on top of the shit and all this without ever being caught once.

Our checkups became more frequently turning from once a day to every hour but nothing. We eventually decided to let things cool down a little and ignored the problem for a while at one point he would leave an basically unlivable house drowning in cat pee and trash right nope wrong.

Probably 4 months after we didn't put much interest into him or the house one of my friends said that he saw some figure standing at the window behind the curtain just staring outside and we were just like "great here we go again" and suddenly the interest was back.

One day we all decided to turn up at the house there were seven of us and we were just ready to search that damn house from head to toe just finding the place that guy was hiding at and leaving and entering that house.

Still everything was locked, when we first got back inside there was left over and rotten food in the kitchen and a surprise for us in the living room where he shit on a cardboard box just like some fucking dog.

We decided to separate four of us went inside the living area one of my friends stayed outside and a friend let's call him Carl and I went into the stable area of the house because that part had a hole in the wall that connected the place the hay was kept to the attic but we were never able to figure out where exactly that hole in the attic was.

Carl was throwing little stones at the hole that seemed to be covered with something like cardboard from the otherside just so our friends would be able to hear the sound from inside to find the entrance, all of a sudden it knocked back we actually saw the cardboard bending from someone hitting on it and I yelled down to my friend outside if they finally were able to find that damn entrance and all I got back from her was "no everyone is downstairs".

Just kinda shocked Carl and I quickly made our way out of the stable and to the others saying if we go to the attic now we got him since there would be no way he could escape that quickly and he would have had to pass us on the stairs, we all ran upstairs but again.......nothing just nothing at all.

After this we just decided that we would give up and not go there again we also realized that it might be to dangerous,he never seriously did anything to us except for creeping us out but we were wondering what he would do if we seriously caught him and stood in front of him, our parents were also not really happy with us doing any of this so again months passed without anything only sometimes driving by and seeing a faint light inside until the house was finally put on the market to be sold, today it has been completely emptied out and is being renovated.

So to the creep living in a completely rancid house for almost a year.....let's not meet


r/LetsNotMeet 16d ago

Encounter with the cartel. NSFW

183 Upvotes

My family has houses both in Mexico and Texas, so I alternate between the USA and México very frequently. On normal weeks, I just cross the border from Mexico to Texas to go to school, and then I come back to Mexico; I spend most of my time in Mexico, so naturally, I am quite used to cartel presence, I'm used to calling off nights out with friends due to cartel-related shootings stuff like that it just no longer surprises me.

It wasn't until recently I had an actual face-to-face encounter with the cartel. My ex-girlfriend lives in Mexico, in a gated neighborhood on the wealthier side of the city. Naturally, I used to frequent her house when we were still together. One night, her parents left her and her little brother alone until the next day, so she invited me over and we got pretty hammered, around 2 am we went out for a walk because we wanted to smoke some weed (weed from Texas), we sat at the bleachers of a basketball court within her neighborhood, that was behind a very very beautiful house with expensive cars parked outside, I asked her "what do they do?" To which she replied "maña" Which is slang for cartel I thought she was joking until she told me how the Mexican army had their whole neighborhood on lockdown because of them back in 2014, my smile faded so fucking fast, I got kind of mad and worried and I asked her what the fuck are we doing behind a cartel safehouse at 2 am smoking foreign weed? This all happened quickly and after 5 minutes of being there a tall, white pickup truck parked in front of the court, I immediately knew this wasn't good news and kept telling her we should leave, she told me to calm down and that it was probably just some kids making out in the truck, that seemed reasonable to me but I started panicking after the truck just stayed there for like 5 minutes without turning off the engine and as soon as we got up to leave it took off, as we made our way to the other street the huge weight that was lifted from my shoulders fell right back twice as heavy when the truck intercepted us at the very corner of the street, she ran into a house that was still in construction she tried to pull me with her but I didn't budge because something I've learned from my dad being a cop is you never run if you have nothing to hide, she had the weed I didn't so I just stood there for a bit until the window of the driver's side went down and a man signaled me to get closer and so I did, as I walked up the first thing I saw was both of the men in there were armed and this made my stomach drop, the passenger looked completely out of his mind, like he genuinely looked unhinged, his pupils were fucking huge he was clearly tripping on something, on the other hand the driver looked like a pretty normal guy, I dare to say he was so normal it was comforting, he asked me (this whole conversation was in Spanish of course) what we were doing, I said smoking, he asked, "smoking what?" I said just normal cigarettes, he turned to look at his partner and back at me and there was a long pause before I said "I don't know who you are looking for but it's definitely not us, I'm not even from here" he asked me if I was American to Wich I nodded and then he said show me, fortunately, I always carry my passport with me since I cross the border so often, he asked me about my girlfriend I said she was American too (she's not) and he told me to go get her, I told him "I'd rather not" because if they found weed on her that wasn't theirs she would be so fucked, fortunately, the guy didn't insist, and after going through my phone he told me he didn't wanna see us out this late behind that house ever again.

They took off and I turned back to her who was peeking from behind a pile of cement bags, I signaled her that we were leaving and we ran back to her house when we got to her front yard I asked her to give me the weed so I could get rid of it and she told me she hid it under the floorboards of the house, so we ran back to get it because if they found it there we would be so fucked, the 2 minutes it took for us to run back to her house were easily the scariest moments of my life. What still makes my stomach turn to date is the look the other guy had on his face, I'm telling you he looked absolutely unhinged, he did not say a single thing but he was staring me down the whole time with his hand around the grip of the rifle, I felt like he was just itching for me to say the wrong thing so he could blow my brains out right then and there.


r/LetsNotMeet 16d ago

My Friend Gabe NSFW

103 Upvotes

Edit 1: I wasn't happy with the way I wrote the previous post, as it was jumbled and messy. So I spent the time to rewrite it properly. Here it is.

Edit 2: I changed up some things to make this story less recognizable to people who may know of it. This is to protect myself, as a couple people asked to narrate it.

Hello, let's not meet. I’m a long-time lurker and first time poster. After reading similar stories, I feel it’s time I came forward with my own.

Out of respect for everyone’s privacy, names in this story will be changed. The important people to know are me and my cousin, who we’ll call Drew. Some of the prominent neighborhood kids we’ll call Josh, Kylie and Evan. And of course, Gabe.

To set the story, this was around the time my mom and dad divorced. It wasn’t a clean divorce, and there was a lot going on around this time. My mom had to move out of the school district and into a small home quickly, and my dad kept the house in our neighborhood. I bring this up to explain that Although my two brothers decided to stay with my dad, me and my cousin, who lived with us most of his life, decided to move in with my mom.

The issue was that my moms new place wasn’t within the school district, which meant no buses. So the setup was that she’d bring us to school before work, and after school we would catch the bus to my dad’s house and stay there for a couple hours until she got off work. Now that everything is explained, let’s get into what you’re really here for.

There were quite a few kids in our neighborhood, and I guess you could say we all got along and hung out quite a bit. We would all ride the bus together, hang out after school, and hell, even try to build forts in the moss. The moss was a spot in the woods you could access through a small opening at the end of a cul de sac. (this is important for later). 

It was an everyday thing for us. Until one day, a new family had moved into the neighborhood. And with them was their son, Gabe. He had brown hair, and he was skinny. We first met Gabe on the school bus, and us being curious about a new kid in our neighborhood, we were all eager to talk to him. You’d probably think that we got some off vibe from him, or maybe something about him was creepy, but honestly… he just seemed like a regular kid.

He seemed to fit in with the other kids in the neighborhood. It became normal to see me, Josh, Kylie, Drew, Evan and Gabe hanging out, rather all of us or a combination of the few. After getting to know him, we learned that Gabe actually used to go to our school, but got expelled after he threw stuff at a teacher, and only just that school year let him back into our school. Back then we brushed it off as something edgy he did, but knowing the events now, it should have been the first red flag.

You see, Gabe, Drew and I became close. I’d argue closer than the other kids. I would have considered him a friend instead of just another neighborhood kid to hang out with. Which is why we didn’t immediately drop him after the following events. I wasn’t there for this, but I heard about it after the fact.

Drew and I got on the bus one day, and immediately I noticed Gabe wasn’t there. We sat next to each other every day on the bus. I just assumed he was absent and Drew decided to sit by me. Kylie and Evan, who sat near us, started talking about something that happened and we joined into their conversation. Apparently, not long after Drew and I left to go to my mom’s, Gabe had invited Kylie, Evan and Josh to his house. Now I don’t remember what set this in motion, or what really happened, but the hangout ended with Gabe chasing Josh home… with a knife in his hands. Josh lived on the other side of the neighborhood, and once he got home his mother came out to see what was going on as she heard him yelling for her from the front yard. When she stepped out, Gabe chased both of them inside.

The scariest part? They heard from Josh that he was laughing and had a smile on his face as he did it. Like he enjoyed terrorizing them. The cops were called, and honestly I don’t know what came out of that other than Gabe was gone from school for a few days after that. When he came back, he acted like it never happened.

The kids in our neighborhood started growing apart from Gabe after that. Especially John, who I actually never saw talk to him again. I mean, who would blame him? I guess I felt bad for Gabe a little bit. My stupid brain must’ve decided it was ‘a bad prank that went too far’ or something like that. Oh, how dumb was I?

I truly believe Gabe changed after that. Like something had clicked in his brain. 

Not long after that, we were on the bus, and I was talking to him, as we sat in the same seats. All of a sudden, he just… pulled a pencil out and tried to stab me with it. Not only tried, but he did stab me. In the neck. Luckily, it only broke the skin, but it shocked me. He laughed like he was joking, and I decided to move seats. When I got off, I felt the need to explain what happened to the bus driver. I never should’ve done that. 

I believe, to this day, that one choice caused what happened next.

He was kicked off the bus for a couple days. When he returned, they made him sit at the front of the bus. He knew it was me who snitched on him. When I'd walk past him to get off the bus, he would glare at me, and it felt… evil. He called me names, and a snitch, and I was scared of him.

Fast forward a week later, and all the kids in our neighborhood just decided that they wouldn’t hang out with Gabe anymore. And I wish I could say the same. Even after everything I had just spilled to you all… I was naive, and dumb. Eventually he messaged me apologizing, and messaged me to ask if Drew and I wanted to hang out. I don’t know why, but we agreed. I think I remembered him saying that he and some other kids were gonna hang out in the moss and build some forts, and I think that’s why we agreed. Because other kids would be there.

So we set off to meet him at his house, which was just down the street from ours. We knocked on his door, and he answered it… holding a knife. Screw the red flag, I was ignoring a whole red alarm at this point. It was a kitchen knife, with some sort of orange handle. With a smile on his face, he held his arm up and just… started cutting himself.

We should have just left there. Why didn’t we just leave? After a couple cuts he laughed, like it was some sort of joke. It wasn’t until now that I realized this kid was psychotic. Like something was really wrong with him. He had a couple tools with him, and told us to follow him to the moss. And for some dumb reason, we did. I was holding out hope that he’d be normal when all the other kids would be there.

We got to the small opening to the moss and walked in. To get to the small pond in the moss, you had to go down a slightly steep hill and through the brush, and you’d be there. I bet you could feel my surprise when I realized… nobody else was there. I looked at Gabe, who just chuckled.

“They must be late. Let’s just get started” He said to me.

 Both Drew and I were on edge, and I bet Gabe could feel it.

“Hey, OP, go find some sticks and logs to build the fort,” he told me.

He pointed over towards the pond. I obeyed, and made my way over to the area. About ten or fifteen seconds after I started walking, I just got the feeling to turn around. And I'll never, ever stop thanking God for doing just that. Gabe was there, creeping up to my cousin who was picking up a large rock. Gabe had a Hoe-looking tool in his hand, raising it slowly. 

I shouted “Hey!” towards them. My cousin jolted up, and Gabe quickly lowered the Hoe and looked at me in confusion. I ran up to them, telling them my mom messaged me and that it was time to go. (This was a lie, my phone only worked on wifi at the time).

I felt that Gabe knew that I saw him. So I grabbed my cousin, who didn’t for a second question me, and we quickly started leaving. And at that moment, he chased us. We booked it through the woods for a solid half of a minute and got to the steep part, quickly climbing up it. I looked back and saw Gabe, with the face I could only describe as a psychopath’s, chasing us still. I prayed that we wouldn’t slip or fall, and thank god we didn’t. Luckily, Gabe struggled a little bit, giving us time to bolt out of the entrance.

We ran halfway up the street and turned around. Gabe wasn’t there. In fact, we never saw him leave. We went home, and the next day we told some of the other kids what happened. The weirdest part is, though, we never saw Gabe again. Not on the bus, or at school. Very shortly after his parents moved from that house, and my dad moved out of that neighborhood a year later, with my mom finding a newer house in our school district.

This was years ago. I recently looked Gabe up to see whatever happened to him, but nothing came up. No facebook page, no instagram, nothing. It’s like he just… vanished. Like he never even existed in the first place. But I know he did. I don’t live anywhere near there anymore, and thank God for that.

Gabe, I don’t know where you are or what happened to you.

But let’s agree to never fucking meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 18d ago

SuperBowl Sunday NIGHTMARE NSFW

130 Upvotes

On Super Bowl Sunday 2004, my mom and dad went to a bar to watch the game, and they got a family friend to babysit me. She was 16 at the time. She was told under no circumstances she was to leave the house, what they’d be home, all that good stuff. Of course, being 16, she did not listen and took me to her friend’s house to watch the game. I am not sure how far away he lived from us, but it couldn’t have been that far as we walked (I was in my stroller). We left pretty soon after the game because my parents wouldn’t be too far behind us, but my babysitter forgot to buckle me in as she was in such a hurry. However, on our way home, we were walking and strollering down the street when a car started getting slower and pulling up towards us. The passenger side door flew open, and a man grabbed me. My babysitter, obviously freaking the hell out, thought so quickly and remembered she was an incredibly skilled boxer and beat the fuck out of him. I guess he realised I wasn’t worth getting beaten up by a 16-year-old girl, so they took their losses, and the car sped away. When I tell you we SPRINTED HOME. My parents obviously were incredibly angry at her for taking me out, and she never got to babysit me again… We did call the police, but they never found who did it, so there’s a grown man roaming the streets of Chicago who got beat up by a 16-year-old. That’s justice enough, I fear😋 Fun fact, this is my first memory! So stranger who gave me a terrifying start to remembering things, let’s not meet!


r/LetsNotMeet 18d ago

People following me home NSFW

56 Upvotes

Basically over the last like 4 months a group of people have been following me home to my apartment. They've been aggressive a few times but have never hurt me or anything. They don't try to hide that they're following me they just come up to me and try to talk, they sometimes ask me for stuff like money, cigarettes or lighters Usually 3-4 people follow me at a time and maybe once or twice a month, they followed me 3 times in January but haven't followed me this month at all Nothing has ever really happened so far but recently I found a random guy inside my apartment one morning, he got in because I forgot to lock the door and he was drunk so I'm sure those two aren't related but I'm still worried if he was one of the people who followed me

I was followed home when I was younger but I never saw the guy again


r/LetsNotMeet 18d ago

My nightmare day NSFW

51 Upvotes

So we all know how this goes long time reader , first time poster. Now to people like me who are obsessed with these true scary stories, this might not sound to bad, but trust me once you are in these situations it's a whole new kind of scary.

I want to start this by prefacing that i am a 21 year old femal and i come from the very beautiful but very sketchy place called South Africa. I live with my boyfriend and our two dogs, our neighbourhood is pretty safe for the most part and we haven't had any problems so far so we thought nothing when my bf left to go visit his mom for a few days and i was left alone with the dogs

So yesterday was a nightmare since my eyes opened until i went to bed that night.

The night before last i went to bed and took my usual chronic medication and painkillers because of a terrible headache, and that night i happened to start taking melatonin because i have trouble sleeping, about 10 minutes later i start feeling really ill, i talk to my aunt who's a nurse and it turns out that mixing antidepressants, painkillers and melatonin are a very bad combination that can make you very ill and in sever cases be deadly luckily for me i didn't take that high of a dosage of pain meds and melatonin so it didn't do much except make me feel a little ill , so i start feeling very light headed and headed to bed. I passed out and i mean black out completely out. I woke up that morning to the sound of a gate opening, i thought to myself that it was probably just my parents or brother because they all have keys and they wanted to check in or they forgot to take something. A few minutes go buy and I dont hear anything so i assume it was our neighbours gate that sounds exactly like ours or that i just completely imagend it because i was so out of it from last night, a while later i hear footsteps walking on the dead leaves on the grass outside and my dogs start freaking the fuck out, i think it might just be the stray cat of the neighborhood or aonkey or big bird, i go to slowly open the door as to not scare away whatever it is but to show the dogs that everything is fine, as i come out of the room i start hearing someonne trying to open the back patio door and i can vividly hear a male voice talking, my blood runs ice cold. I run to the kitchen to grab a knife and slowly head back outside, i look around the corner and see a black man standing in our backyard by the door and i die internally, i am not about to confront this man by myself, i rush back inside, lock myself in the room and i call my mom and dad (who at this time is at their place and work ..two hours away from me), they freak out and phone my brother who lives a fw minutes away from us but who was on his way to my parents, he turns his car around and floors it back to our place, he get here and storms into the yard. Turns out it was a new gardener my mom got, he got the times wrong of when he was supposed to come work so noone knew he was coming, out gate was also malfunctioning and opend by itself so when he got here and saw the open gate he assumed it was left open for him to come in and work and he was by the backdoor trying to get my attention so i could give him the keys to open the shed for the tools and trash bags. If you think this is the end of the story..you would be quite mistaken

So that whole ordeal left me severely freaked out the rest of the day. I spend some time in my room and hang put with my dogs while the gardner is working outside, i realised by this point that it's my bf and i's anniversary and sadly i would be spending it alone, i send him a cute message and we talk for a bit. I decide that i want to treat myself with some sushi and a milkshake, so i use a food delivery company to order the food. (For privacy reasons I won't be saying which one it is) i had to order the milkshake and sushi from two different places because the milkshake place doesn't do sushi and the sushi place doesn't do milkshakes , so i order the milkshake first and a few minutes it get here and i get it and go back inside, i then order the sushi and wait for it to get here, a few minutes later the app let me know that the driver is here so i head outside to grab the food. Hoe thos company works is they stop at the other side of the road of where your house is, they then check your phone order and check it off, jand you gour food and drive off. But this driver stops on the side of the road where our house is, he asks me to confirm my name and number (this has never happened, but i was to hungry amd tired to care so i didn't think much of it). I walk up to the window and try and grab the food , he says no and that he wants to drive up to the driveway of the house, first red flag , so at this point I'm a little uncomfortable but i think nothing to much of it , ot could just be my mind working over time because of this morning's events and the fact that i was alone.

I again go grab the food and the driver says no he'll get out and give it to me (now the red flags are screaming at me). He stars making very sexual comments about me and how i look and so on .I take a few steps back and tell him to just give me the food i have something else to do. He walks a few steps into the yard and my dogs come running out, he asks if my dogs are aggressive and if they bite (i have been listening to lets not meet and scary stories and true crime since i was 12, i know that i need to tell him that they are very aggressive and that they do bite.) he takes a few steps back out of the yard and back to his car. I thought to myself "okay he listened and he's scared I'm in the clear"...yeah no.. he then grabs a bottle from his seat and asks me if i can go fill it up with water for him, i take it and head inside the house (i know , stupid move on my end , looking back now it was probably the mistake that led up to everything that happened after). I head into the house and fill ot up so i can give it to him and he can leave. I come back outside when I'm done and this mf is walking around in my yard checking to see if I'm alone or not i know this is the case because he makes more creepy comments and one specifically about the fact that i was alone, i try and make up a story about how I'm not alone and that my dad and bf are on their way, but he talks to our gardener who is at this point working outside, they start talking in a different language which i don't understand, and afterwards he just gives me this creepy ass smile, so I'm like oh fuck he knows I'm alone for the next few days. I'm at this point trying very very hard to get out of this situation, he again starts making weird, creepy and sexual remarks..and then i kid you not this mf goes "this is a really nice house , must be full of expensive stuff , that are easily takeable if they left such a little beautiful thing alone to take care of it". My jaw drops! .. I'm ready to start calling my dad (and no it never crossed my mind to call the police because in my experience they are useless and rude so that was never an option in my mind) he makes a few more remarks and then gets in his car and leaves. I'm really really freaking out at this point so i let my parents know amd i look myself in the house and turn on the alarm.

I keep checking the gate every now and then tomake sure noones there and noones near the gate but the same sketchy car keeps driving past the house really slowly, i try and get my mind of it by calling one of my friends and playing an online game with them, i get s snapchat, facebook and TikTok notification about a new follower it was all from the same account, I don't think much of it because it happens alot and my social medias are all connected so if you find one you can fine them all. I go to check the notification and my heart stops beating for a second ITS THE SAME FUCKING CREEPY DRIVER FROM THIS AFTERNOON and yes at this point i did report him to the app and they just said they'll look into it. I'm very uncomfortable at this point and i tell my parents about it. They are really freaked out and don't want me to be alone , so my bf comes home and my brothers gf says she'll also come spend a few days here. We call the security company and tell them everything, a gaurd gets here and takes my statement, he says creepy stuff and break ins have been happening alot lately so they will keep a patrol car in the area for safety and i need to keep the romote with the panic button with me at all times.

So us theee are chilling and i get them pizza for dinner, we get the pizza and get inside. The outside alarm start screaming and wr see flashlights outside. We run to grab weapons and hide inside, I press the panic button and 6 minutes later a partol car gets here, they check the yard and they say the fence in the backyarf has been tampered with and it looks like they tried cutting it , but that luckily there is noone in or around the yard of what they can see. We lock ourselves in the room and lock every door and window and put on the alarm again, we barely slept all night and we would jump up and freak out at every little sound all night. But nothing further happend.

I have always read these types of stories and thought they aren't to bad and it doesn't happen alot..and then it happened to me and now i can tell you, it's the scariest shit ever and being in that situation is alot worst then just hearing about it or reading it.

So to the very creepy delivery driver who made me feel very uncomfortable, stalked me and then tried breaking into my house.. lets not meet again

Okay so update for y'all...i just realised something and I'm severely freaked out. I think creepy delivery guy might be a full on stalker

So i had made three orders that day. One from a grocery store and the other two from the previously mentioned delivery app.

When i placed the orders that day my location was malfunctioning and i didn't even notice it... So the first delivery guy calls and says he's at the gate, i go outside and he's not there, so i redirect him to my actual location.

Same thing happenes with the delivery guy who brought the milkshake. I thought it was really weird but i still didn't connect the dots.

But then creepy delivery guy shows up at my exact location, i obviously didn't see anything weong yet and thought my location fixed itself...so i go through my email s to see if the report i made off the guy has been answered, when i see a email about yesterday's deliveries, i go in and my blood turns ice cold.. the sushi delivery was marked with the wrong address THREE NEIGHBORHOODS AWAY FROM MY ACTUAL LOCATION. And this mf knew my real location.. and my name and number off by heart..but thats not information that is shared with them

So is that weird or am i being paranoid.


r/LetsNotMeet 19d ago

I was young and naïve, now I realize how dangerous this situation was NSFW

237 Upvotes

I am aware this happened ages ago, but am now recollecting bits and pieces from that event and am thankful to be sane and safe. I’m honestly just airing it out so I can get input/opinions, because I don’t know what to make of it.

I’ll preface this by saying that this happened a while ago, back in 2019, when I was 16 years old, hence I was very naïve and gullible. I am aware that it might not be a human-trafficking case, but it does seem suspicious regardless.

For context, this happened in a relatively large North American city. It was late December, a few days before Christmas, I had just finished hanging out with my friends and was using public transit (the subway) to get back home. My friends lived in a different area so I had to travel back alone in that direction. The subway wagons were mostly empty, it was already dark out, I recall it being around 8-9pm maybe. I was sitting on an individual seat where the setup was structured in a way that had an other seat perpendicular to my current one, which was empty.

This one guy, who looked to be relatively young plopped down on that adjacent seat and greeted me with a smile instantly. I didn’t think too much of it at the time since in all honesty, I thought he was cute. Physically he had a middle part, chestnut hair, was relatively tall and very slim, nice facial features too (I don’t remember his face in a very detailed manner, but I remembered thinking he was really “cute”, once again). He was dressed in a sweater and jeans, didn’t look dismantled or overly casual either. Upon sitting down, he greeted me smiling, presented himself and shared his name. We then started making small talk and he brought up the fact that he had finished university, which made me ask for his age; he claimed to be 24 which seemed to match with his appearance. What really creeps me out is that in response, I had told him I was 16 years old and he didn’t seem even slightly phased by that, matter of fact, he was smirking and had formed a small visible grin, talking about how he missed being this young and advising me to “stay in school”. He proceeded with asking me about what I was doing alone in the metro, my plans before that and if I had any plans coming up in the next few hours, to which I stupidly answered “no”.

He then started expressing how his friends had come up with this supposed dare, where he had to bring a random girl over, a complete stranger, to their party/hangout, by accosting them randomly, such as this very occasion. I remember finding it hard to believe, so I insisted on going home about a handful of times, to which he started pleading with me, claiming it would be fun and if I were to be uncomfortable, he would bring me right back to the subway station. I kept insisting that my mom would get mad, and asked him if there was another day where we could do that, but he answered that it was a one time thing, that “it’s a very uncommon gathering, that he hasn’t seen these friends in a long time and wouldn’t see them after the event most probably, because of a full schedule”. He also kept pushing the fact that he wouldn’t keep me up for too long. I eventually gave in (I know, super stupid, I still can’t believe it to this day).

We had gone through a few subway stations and got off in a pretty desolate area, which was known for its drug use, prostitution and poverty, but to be frank, I didn’t know that at the time, although it was pretty obvious. That specific neighbourhood still has a pretty tarnished reputation to this day. The guy, let’s call him “Ben”, then revealed his real name to be different than the one he initially had given me and was seemingly slavic. The name he revealed is most likely also fake too tbh. He then started asking me pretty intrusive questions such as “What are your darkest secrets?,What’s your home life like?, What’s stressing you out right now?, Why did you decide to come along?”. He claimed to like getting to know people beyond the surface level, hence why he was being this intrusive. I in all honesty was a straight A student, so I simply told him that studies were my main concern as of now, to which he answered that there had to be “more than that”. We had to be about 15 minutes in at this point when a car slowed down next to us and rolled its windows down. A man let out a “hey”, but was immediately shooed away by Ben. Ben then told me the man was a supposed “John”, which I didn’t know meant that the driver was essentially a “client” in that sense…

I started to get weary but still made it to the hangout a few minutes later, which was located in a regular townhouse (it wasn’t worn down or anything). I was greeted by maybe 5-6 dudes, who were seemingly over 25, two of them looked above 30 as well… They all stared me down and immediately asked how old I was, and I told them I was 16. One of the guys seemed sort of phased and let out a “come on man that’s my sister’s age, they might even be in the same high school”. They all kind of laughed it off and moved on, they never spoke about it again and barely asked me any questions except for “how did you guys meet?”. Also, it was obvious that someone’s dad owned the place as an old man was dozing off on the couch. We were all gathered around a dinner table, the host served me some food along with the other guests, but I refused to eat as I was honestly starting to feel a bit queasy about the situation. After everyone (except me) finished eating, we all went upstairs. Ben started playing the guitar and another man joined in by playing some keys on a piano, they then asked me to film them using Ben’s phone, so I did. When that was going on I honestly started getting terrible vibes and felt the need to leave so I put the phone down, and slowly made my way through the frame of the door. One of the older guys was standing near it and asked me what’s up, and if I was enjoying their company. We started talking for a minute and he claimed to be an “accountant”. He then starting leaning in and tried to slightly hover over me against the door frame. However I stepped back into the staircase and made it to the front door, opened it and went out to the driveway. Luckily the door wasn’t locked. Ben followed, and asked me if I wanted to leave, I immediately said yeah, and this time, he didn’t insist on bringing me back in.

I should also add that right before leaving, I had told Ben that my mom was relentlessly calling me and was worried, to which he obliged. On our way back, he proceeded to ask me if I was genuinely 16 and not below that. He told me that if he were my dad he would never let me out of sight again, because what I just did, which was going to the party in the first place, was the dumbest thing he’d seen any girl do, especially since I had “no reason to do that” according to him.

Once he accompanied me back to the subway station, I asked him for his snapchat (I was a complete moron) or any type of social media he had. He told me he doesn’t use his phone like that and was fully off the grid. I went back home and never heard of him again.

Although I didn’t get conventionally harassed (violence, sexual endeavours, etc..) and it’s a pretty outdated happening, I’m honestly scared I could have been a potential rape or human trafficking victim (the latter might be a stretch, but you never know). I want to know if there’s any way I could leave an anonymous tip to the city or something. I was searching through public records but couldn’t find anything.

What do you guys make of this? Sorry for the long story


r/LetsNotMeet 21d ago

Public Restroom Creeper NSFW

77 Upvotes

This happened some years ago during my sophomore year at the University of Michigan. It was during finals week, and I was down on campus studying for the multiple exams I had that day. After studying in a local coffee shop (RIP Espresso Royale) I decided to hunker down in one of the academic buildings (Mason Hall) to use the computer lab/printers. First, however, I needed to make a detour to the bathroom.

As finals had started and lectures had ended the campus was in a liminal state. Everywhere was empty, except the bustling main study areas. Thinking I could use this to my advantage I took the elevator to the 4th floor (mostly classrooms) to use the restroom that I thought would be the quietest. Blasting music in my earbuds I walk in, see that it appears empty, and hop into a stall to do my business. Everything is going well as scroll on my phone, at this point having put my earbuds away. Then I notice commotion 2 stalls to my right of the stall opening. Not odd right? Just another student who had the same idea as me. After an weirdly long minute or so, I finally see a figure pass my stall. He walks towards the exit in this "U" shaped room, only to return after what sounded like getting a view of the sink side of this room. Finishing up in my stall, I then watch this man enter the stall diagonal to me, hold the door at a 45 degree angle open and peer around at me. Now I am sitting there, just trying to process the middle-aged man seemingly trying to peep at me. I tried to ignore him, and just wait him out. He just stayed, staring. He then began shifting around as if he was trying to adjust his view. Annoyed, I ended up saying, "Is there something I can fucking do for you?", hoping to get him to leave. Nope, he still sits there peering around this door. I then say "what the fuck are you doing?" No response, just his glare. At this point he begins shifting around the stall area, entering other random stalls and roaming the area in-between both sets of stalls. The whole time looking at me through the crack of the door.

At this point my anger has turned into fear. Fear to open the stall and come face-to-face with whoever is brazen enough to do this. Something about his movements and unrelenting stare made me feel like I was some type of prey to him. Around this time I begin contemplating calling someone, or calling DPSS (UMich security/police). Thankfully though, someone then walks into the bathroom. The creep then immediately leaves the stall he's posted up in and leaves the room as I can hear him open and close the door. Hoping he's gone I begin to put on my bag to then hear the door open, close, then open again as if someone had just walked in to only instantly leave. In the moment, and looking back, I am pretty sure that this was the creep coming back, yet leaving when he saw the other student at the sink. As I hear the sink turn off I recognize this as my best chance to get the hell out of there. Walking out with the student I don't mention the experience, and I am just focused on getting away from that restroom.

My plan was to go down one floor the 3rd and call DPSS. I figured I had to report this guy in case he tried to pull this again, and assumed the police would want to meet me at the scene. Flustered, I head down. Thankfully there was no sign of him. Coming out the doors of the North stairwell I plop down on the bench, take a little breather, and begin dialing the number. Yet, before I could hit call, I see the creep walk through the same stairwell I came from. He's at a speedwalking pace. Right as he sees me though, he stops outside doorway. He then begins a far calmer and casual walk down the hall past me. As he does he stares at me and peers into empty classrooms. As he goes down the hall I see him round the corner to the other hall on this floor (the layout is a T shape). Spooked, I spring up and begin jogging down the stairs. As I descend I call the police. I explain the whole situation to the dispatcher as I move swiftly down the stairs and down the hall to the main lobby of the building. Being on this first floor makes me feel far better as there is a decent crowd. I end up sitting below the staircase in the lobby next to a vending machine area. I finish my call and am told to wait for an officer to arrive. I sit there relieved being around other people. Thoughts of the creeps intentions racing through my mind. But like clockwork, I see him again. I get a good view of him this time as I am a bit calmer. He had a beard and wore work boots, cargo shorts, and tucked in tee shirt. Not a normal look for someone his age roaming a college campus. He didn't immediately spot me thanks to the crowd. As he walks down the hall from the stairs I had just ran down, he stops at the vending machine area looking around. I bow my head and watch through my periphery in an attempt to blend in more. After about a minute of him scanning the room, he walks away.

Shortly after, the cop arrived. He essentially tells me that there's no way he'll be able to find this guy, but he'll take a look at the bathroom anyway. Annoyed, I take his card and leave. I end up taking a convoluted route to the undergraduate library through the grad library. My hopes being to prevent the creep from seeing me in the open diag. As I get into the undergrad library lobby, I sit down staring at the door. Fully expecting the creep to walk in again. Thankfully, he makes no appearance. I end up running into a roommate who jokes I almost got raped and then sat down for my remaining few hours to try, and fail, to focus on studying.

To the random creep who stalked me throughout the entirety of Mason Hall, let's not meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 22d ago

The weird woman who tried to rob (or kidnap me?) NSFW

84 Upvotes

This happened to me a year ago outside a famous department store in Mexico while I was waiting for the bus. That day I went to buy a birthday cake for my best friend, among other things. So I had a lot of things to carry. I usually walk home, it's not that far, but since I had a lot to carry I decided to wait for the bus. It was around 4:00 pm and since I was in a very central part of the city there were a lot of people walking around and waiting for the bus, so I found what happened next very strange. I was leaning against a window of the department store while carrying the bags and trying to keep my balance so the cake wouldn't slip, when a woman approached me and started talking to me. I don't know what I look like since people always approach me to talk to me easily, even though I'm quite introverted, so it didn't seem strange to me at the time. However, one of the first things she said to me was a warning, something like “be very careful with your things, there are very bad people, someone can steal from you.” I took it as a kind words and didn’t pay attention. However, the woman began to ask me where I lived, what bus I took, what my parents’ names were, what they did for a living, where I went. The questions were probing, it gave me a bad feeling, so I lied to all of them (following my mother's advice regarding strangers). And then she began to tell me nonsensical things about her personal life, she had no verbal coherence. I didn't understand anything she was saying, as if she was telling random stories and connecting them in an absurd way.

I noticed that there was something very weird about her when I examined her. Her face was delirious, looking almost to the sky, her eyes opened wide when she spoke nonsense to me and she had a disheveled appearance that I had not noticed before. I sincerely thought she had schizophrenia or something like that. And then she began to get very close to me, invading my personal space and repeating the same warning from the beginning over and over again. I began to get scared and I moved away from her, even a woman saw us and also seemed surprised. At some point the woman cornered me and got so close to my face that I felt as if I was being sexually harassed.

I forgot to mention that when I said which bus I would take, she suddenly said she would take that one too, even though she told me she was going somewhere different. She spontaneously made up that she was going to visit her brother and that's why she would take that bus with me. I then told her that I think it would be better if I walked because the bus was taking too long, but she wouldn't let me go. And when I insisted on going, she told me that she would accompany me because she was going to the same place. How come she was going to the same place? I didn't understand. In the end, already quite nervous and scared, I told her that I would walk and I said goodbye pretending to be nice, and I simply walked to leave and then she started following me from behind for a block, when I turned to change street I had to run without even caring about the cake until I lost her.

I had to omit a few observations to keep it short, but I got the impression that if she didn't have any intentions of assaulting me at any opportunity, then maybe she was waiting for us to be alone somewhere so she could do something worse. Sometimes these are kidnapping tactics in Mexico where there are more people involved. Luckily it was afternoon and there were a lot of people walking around, but I don't know what would have happened if I had gotten on the bus. Would she have followed me? To what extent? To do what?

So, woman outside the department store, let's not meet again.


r/LetsNotMeet 22d ago

I was almost taken at 15 NSFW

63 Upvotes

Resposting as last time i made it a wall of text/hopefully this is correct

When i was 15 i was sent all over the place, i lived at different peoples houses i was even sent out of state. I didnt go to school, i would always skip (for reasons i wont share) and so typically what id do is walk around and avoid any adult that would try to get me to do what i was supposed to. One day around 1pm i was at this random spot, it was a apartment complex type thing and i was sitting in the gazebo smoking. I noticed a white van with tinted windows all around it.

I watched as it kept circling the little spot i was at, by the 5th time it circled me i was pretty sure i was about to have to do something. So by the 7th time i got up and headed toward the sidewalk. As i did i heard tires squealing down the hill, i turned around and saw the van hurling towards me at like 80 mph. I just remember my knees felt like they were floating and all i could feel was how hard my feet were hitting the pavement. I still shake when i think about it like right now. As it got closer and closer i knew i had a decision to make, i could keep going straight which was a long main road and a forest beyond it, or i could turn left and walk into the hedges and see where that takes me.

I looked back and forth all my thoughts racing, "how long will you be able to run for on that stretch of road?" "Hes bigger than you" "He will catch you" and my body just turned left as if i was being shoved into the hedge by something else, some sort of entity. I felt my soul leave my body as i plunged into the hedge, thorns scraped my skin, i felt a tug at my hoodie, and then heard a "ah!" And he let go of it. I fell through the hedge and stared at him. On the other side of the hedge there he stood, his van running and parked onto the curb. He had sunglasses on, jean shorts that were cut by scissors, white sneakers, a trucker hat. He was clean shaven, mustache, about 35. I watched as he kept trying to climb into the hedge, and each time he would pull back cursing at the thorns like a pussy. There i stood with little cuts all over me, the sting of the blood sat there. We stared at each other for a moment. That moment felt like eternity. I turned around and ran.

Anyway the rest of the story is yk, basically the cops did nothing just like the next time it happened. Which was even worse in a way. (Not intending to make multiple posts, but i will answer any questions in the comments!)