Jerry Can
Spanish girl and tried to rape her. He was with a knife, and that’s the reason for the scratches. But they were seven together in the house so they attacked him, and threw him out.’ And I was like, ‘What happened?’ ‘It’s ok, the next day he was very sad and he came over and apologised.’ But I was like, ‘I’m here alone with no phone connection, there’s no street lamp!’ He said, ‘If he comes over, just jump out of the window and run to town.’ So I stayed there for four nights and never, not once, turned on the lights in the house, even though it was very, very dark. I was so afraid he would come over. I could see through my window into his house, I could see him. I knew if he was there. You can only be taking photos for two hours at a time; it’s just so cold that you have to go inside and warm up. Instead of going in sometimes, I walked over the mountain for forty-five minutes, up to the hotel and then I walked back. I just tried to be as little in the house as I could, I was so afraid. It was ok until my third night. I woke up at three o’clock in the night - I think it was the Easter Day morning - with all this bang-bangbanging. I was like, ‘I’m going to die, he’s here!’ I heard he was under my house, and he was banging something into the wooden stilts. I just got ready in the window, ready to jump out and run to town. And it was complete darkness, I was so scared, I didn’t know if I wanted to run into the darkness or if I wanted to stay in the house! But he didn’t come in; I would have heard him come up the steps. Then I saw him dragging something, which I’m pretty sure was his rifle, which he had been banging into the stilts under my house. So it’s just like a proper horror movie. I sat in the window, behind the curtains, watching him all night, watching if he would wake up. I didn’t dare to sleep.
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