Last year a man in Brownsville stabbed two children while he rode on the elevator with them. One child died.
When I was younger my parents always told me to be careful who I rode the elevator with but I didn’t think anything of it. Once I was free I could get on the elevator with whomever I pleased.
I don’t feel that way now and I shouldn’t have felt that way then. Now I do not feel comfortable riding on the elevator with anyone. I feel as though if someone could hurt two innocent children on an elevator they wouldn’t think twice about hurting me.
I’m not going to take the stairs (that’s a different post) but I can wait a bit longer to catch an elevator that I can ride alone.
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