Let's not meet again : LetsNotMeet
YOU ARE READING. Let's Not Meet Again. Horror. This book tells the tale of true and horror filled experienced. These are stories from reddit, all credit goes. You are not required to end your story with "So, X, Let's Not Meet! . We walked back to the small town and went to a bar to have a drink. The Let's Not Meet subreddit is a part of the internet that should really come with a I went back to looking at my phone, but kept discreetly glancing in his.
We were too hopeful! Eventually he came up to us and started to speak to us in Italian. I told him to leave us alone, that we were not interested in talking to him. He started to walk away, but before leaving he took a photo of our butts on his phone we had been lying on our stomachs and in bikinis.
I felt violated, but relieved he had left. After that we were in a bad mood, and decided to just give up on the beach. We walked back to the small town and went to a bar to have a drink. Once again we were the only people, with the exception of a female bartender.
Creepy stalker, let’s not meet again. : LetsNotMeet
Sitting on the patio we finally started to relax, when a shitty red sedan pulls up in front of the patio and sits there with the engine running. My friend and I look at each other, dread setting in. After a few minutes, the car pulls away and we hope it was just a random person. This time, the window rolls down and the same man from the beach starts to shout something at us.
My temper flared up and I shouted something stupid. All he did was laugh, and then speed away. Not long after that he returned, and stared at us with the creepiest smile on his face. My friend and I wanted to just go back to our hotel at this point.
The bartender asked us if we wanted her to walk us to the train station, a 30 minute walk through wheat fields over dirt roads. We declined, thinking he had been scared off and that we were okay to walk back.
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After walking down the quiet dirt road, we hear a car pull up behind us. We looked back, and lo-and-behold it was the red sedan. Not knowing what to do, we keep our eyes down as he followed us and just kept walking.
We were so happy to finally be rid of him! Please refer to our Official Guide for help.
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You passed somebody on the street, and they gave you a creepy look. We know, it was really, really scary, and you don't want to ever meet them again. This didn't happen to you, but it happened to your friend's sister. Actually, this is a rule, but it happens often enough that it bears repeating.
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