This episode is distressing, it was one evening. A year ago, my best friend and I would be sleeping at my father's house. She was 19 years old and I was still 17. We dressed elegantly, both in dresses, put on makeup and went out, with the intent of going for a drink together. We spend the evening normally and then at midnight we made our way back home. We were walking along the empty street when suddenly a car passed by with some guys apparently much older than us. They honked the horn and one of them looked out and yelled obscene things at us. Then they went away, we were both scared because we were alone. And then unexpectedly that car returned, the same, with the same guys. They slowed down and their horns were ringing AGAIN. Then they went over one last time, when my friend and I got stuck on the spot, we couldn't move out of fear. They asked us if we wanted to go with them, we refused and I pretended to get a call from my dad so they left. For the following few days I cried in my room and I overthought. I'm still scared of what could have happened to us that night...
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