I walked into town today to see if I couldn't find some gifts for my littles, who will be inducted into the fraternity at the end of the week. My college town is close to Philadelphia, so it has several little unique boutiques that are rather charming, if not a little expensive. I had to speedwalk, though, in order to get back to my apartment before the sun set.
For when the sun sets here, the wolves come out.
I'm not sure whether there has always been this much crime near my university or if the university just neglected to report it, but this much is clear: things around here are getting bad.
There have been assaults, attempted rapes, robberies, armed muggings-- you name, it's happened here in the last two months. We've even had a bum-grabber whose description matches on one my friends at The Quad, who we are tormenting to within an inch of his life.
Jokes aside, it's gotten kind of dangerous to be a small girl (aka me) in this neighborhood. Tonight I have to walk to my little's house in the dark. She only lives a few blocks away, but it doesn't matter-- I'm frightened. I've planned to only take my keys and my phone. I might get away with it if it looks like I'm not carrying anything of value.
I've thought about what I would do if I did get in trouble out there. I have a wee spray can of mace and I'm not afraid to use it. I have a plan for rapists (it's disgusting, so don't ask), armed muggings (just give up the money), and gun-toting bullies (run like hell). Oh, and screaming. I have no shame when it comes to self-preservation.
Wish me luck.