I had stayed behind at university that day. I urgently needed to get my essay on the Afro-Caribbean
Diaspora in Europe in by 10.00am the next day, and had very little time considering how little I had done.

I had foolishly lost track of time writing up my essay that before I knew it, it was already 12.30pm. I would have to walk across the empty campus in the dark to get home. I wasn’t too worried as I only lived across the campus, a 10 minute walk away. I left the Social Science department, outside was well lit but very dark. I wished my department was nearer to where the student bars were, that part of the campus was always lively-especially at this time of night. We’ll I wasn’t too afraid anyway because I felt sort of at home on campus, and my warm cosy room wasn’t too far away. As I walked I felt a few wet drips hit me, “dammit”, I thought to myself, “my damn hair!”, I forgotten to umbrella and had straightened my hair a few days ago, now it was about to get completely soaked-all that hard work for nothing!. I grabbed a scrunchy out of my bag, tied my hair back and decided I would try and take the quickest route home.

The campus looked so different in the dark, I could see the physics department in the far distance and knew I had to head there. I saw a small alley between two buildings and decided it was probably the fastest route. This was my big mistake. When I reached the end I realised that the exit had been closed off, “dammit” I thought, the university had blocked it off for obvious security reasons. As I walked back up the alley and as I was about to make my way out I saw a man suddenly appear. The rain got heavier and heavier. I couldn’t see him properly, he had light hair, blondish, or maybe a very light brown, looked tall, about 6ft 2 or maybe 6ft 3, he stood there staring at me, he did not say a word. This was when I realised something was wrong. My heart began to beat faster, adrenaline ran through me, I didn’t know what to do, if I was to run back, I would be totally trapped. I had to get passed him somehow. But I was afraid, I knew that if I was to try and run passed him he would grab me. I have never felt so scared before.

He slowly began to walk towards me, I backed away frightened and nervous as he moved closer. My body was frozen with fear, as he got closer I could see his eyes were cold and lifeless . I looked around frantically trying to find an escape route, somewhere to run to, but was trapped. I felt helpless, I screamed for help, but knew that no-one would hear. The man walked towards me, as he got closer I could see his tall, muscular frame, he was wearing dark jeans and a leather jacket.