Post by Krystedez "Spectrum" on Feb 1, 2006 17:16:19 GMT -5
I got jumped. Jumped as in attacked. On my way home from school. I was walking home with my friend Ashley, whom I hadn't talked to in a while, and when we got quite aways from the school, we parted because I was accidently following her home. I went the other way to go on the foot bridge, and there's these three guys who were following us. One of them bent around the corner, ran and jumped for my legs, tackling me down on the ground. I saw them from the corner of my eye before, but I didn't know them so I didn't expect anything. This was the first time this has ever happened to me.
Anyways, he proceeded to pummel my face, right along the left side on my jaw and temple area, and kept bashing me in the same exact spot multiple times with his fist. I didn't know what to do, I just kinda...froze. I took all of his blows, and I just kept trying to get out of his grasp.
After he stopped and I got up I was yelling at him, asking what his problem was, he told me that I had been saying crap about him (somewhere along the lines of that...) I yelled at him again as he was just walking away for, yelling at him saying "What are you walking away for?! TALK TO ME! I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU!" He didn't look like he believed me. "AT LEAST TELL ME YOUR NAME! I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU!"
He ignored me and just got even madder and told me the shut up and back away or he'd do some more. I ignored him and told him to talk to me. His two buddies were just watching this a little ways away. No one was around us. And then he said he was going to take off his shirt, and he took off his coat, and his shirt almost, but he left it on. Then he ran after me again and started pummeling on me again, wasting all his breath. Again I took every blow, but I was trying to get him off me, and I got him below me instead. AND AGAIN. I Froze. I froze because I was afraid of what I could do to him. And I let him topple me over again and he kept pushing my head into the ground and punching me again and again. I finally told him through weakened breath that I gave up. "I give up" I said. And he said "YEA?!" and got off me... I got up again and on my knees, and I asked him as he walked back yet again from me to his friends "YOU GOT MY GLASSES?" and he said "Nope!", as if all that he just did was a freaking rende vues, or however you spell it.
Luckily, I found my glasses, and my bag, and my stuff was still in my pockets; he didn't take anything.
I tell you now, if I hadn't found my glasses or found them broken, I would have chased after him and done something I might have regretted. He also threatened me along this whole little jump of his when I got up the first time that he'd throw me into the cars (traffic right by us) if I got any closer. And he kept telling me to go on home. I didn't. I just kept yelling at him. Questioning him. I was in shock and a lot of my words were coming out wrong and profane even...
I sounded like a freaking idiot, a helpless, pathetic little sap. And he was just doing this because either he was informed that I had said some crap about him, or he lied about the whole thing just to do it for kicks.
I'm more emotionally hurt than physically, luckily. He was pretty much a big sissy in my mind the way he fought, as well as dishonorable.
When I got home, my mom was worried sick. She called the police, told them roughly what I told her. They told her to call the school. (since they're responsible for me from the time I leave the house to school, til the time I get to my house) Then we got one of the IPS officers here (Indianapolis Public Schools)
He took photos of my face, asked me questions... It's all a big hastle... But today when I got back at school, I got more information. I'm trying to find out who was it that beat my face for no clear reason. I never even knew the guy, let alone would I talk behind someone's back like that...
I know there's nothing you guys can do about it, but I just wanted to rant about it and well... let you know...
Anyways, he proceeded to pummel my face, right along the left side on my jaw and temple area, and kept bashing me in the same exact spot multiple times with his fist. I didn't know what to do, I just kinda...froze. I took all of his blows, and I just kept trying to get out of his grasp.
After he stopped and I got up I was yelling at him, asking what his problem was, he told me that I had been saying crap about him (somewhere along the lines of that...) I yelled at him again as he was just walking away for, yelling at him saying "What are you walking away for?! TALK TO ME! I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU!" He didn't look like he believed me. "AT LEAST TELL ME YOUR NAME! I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU!"
He ignored me and just got even madder and told me the shut up and back away or he'd do some more. I ignored him and told him to talk to me. His two buddies were just watching this a little ways away. No one was around us. And then he said he was going to take off his shirt, and he took off his coat, and his shirt almost, but he left it on. Then he ran after me again and started pummeling on me again, wasting all his breath. Again I took every blow, but I was trying to get him off me, and I got him below me instead. AND AGAIN. I Froze. I froze because I was afraid of what I could do to him. And I let him topple me over again and he kept pushing my head into the ground and punching me again and again. I finally told him through weakened breath that I gave up. "I give up" I said. And he said "YEA?!" and got off me... I got up again and on my knees, and I asked him as he walked back yet again from me to his friends "YOU GOT MY GLASSES?" and he said "Nope!", as if all that he just did was a freaking rende vues, or however you spell it.
Luckily, I found my glasses, and my bag, and my stuff was still in my pockets; he didn't take anything.
I tell you now, if I hadn't found my glasses or found them broken, I would have chased after him and done something I might have regretted. He also threatened me along this whole little jump of his when I got up the first time that he'd throw me into the cars (traffic right by us) if I got any closer. And he kept telling me to go on home. I didn't. I just kept yelling at him. Questioning him. I was in shock and a lot of my words were coming out wrong and profane even...
I sounded like a freaking idiot, a helpless, pathetic little sap. And he was just doing this because either he was informed that I had said some crap about him, or he lied about the whole thing just to do it for kicks.
I'm more emotionally hurt than physically, luckily. He was pretty much a big sissy in my mind the way he fought, as well as dishonorable.
When I got home, my mom was worried sick. She called the police, told them roughly what I told her. They told her to call the school. (since they're responsible for me from the time I leave the house to school, til the time I get to my house) Then we got one of the IPS officers here (Indianapolis Public Schools)
He took photos of my face, asked me questions... It's all a big hastle... But today when I got back at school, I got more information. I'm trying to find out who was it that beat my face for no clear reason. I never even knew the guy, let alone would I talk behind someone's back like that...
I know there's nothing you guys can do about it, but I just wanted to rant about it and well... let you know...
