Movies and Television series like Dexter are constantly trying to outdo themselves with farcical serial killers. Although despite all that, there is something terrifyingly fascinating about serial killers that captures our attention. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to be in a scary movie, then this spine-chilling story of a woman meeting a serial killer is going to make you rethink whatever you had in mind.
Hi. I have a story to tell about meeting a serial killer. It's nuts. But it's true. So here goes.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
It was the spring of 1997. I was in the sixth grade.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Every day after school, I'd go to the park by my house, the Panhandle, to play basketball.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
One day after school, the park was more empty than usual. I usually practiced on the half courts. But the full court was open, so I was pumped.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
So I'm there, doing my best MJ impression. And then I notice this guy who's watching me.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
He's older than me, an adult, but still pretty young. He's wearing a long dark green coat. He's standing on the sideline, between the park's grass and the court.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
But dude keeps staring. Soon, he walks from the sideline and stands beneath the basket. Now, I'm annoyed. But when I look at him, he looks…sad.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
But I'm not an idiot. So I start to gather my things to leave.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Then he stops me. "Hey, you're really good," he says. I mutter a thank you and walk toward my bike, which is on the ground a few feet away.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Then he calls toward me, "You should keep practicing." I'm almost at my bike and fo some reason I'd turned around. Not sure if I was curious, or irritated, or what.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
And then he's like, "here's a dollar."
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Now, 11-year-old me knows better than to take anything from a stranger.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
And this dude is super sketchy.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
But a dollar is also real American currency, enough to buy two Baby Ruths.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
I mean, every adult has always told me my whole life that taking things from a stranger is dangerous because that person could be a serial killer.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
And then on the news, there's his mugshot. It's the same guy who gave me a dollar. His name is Andrew Cunanan.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
So in a matter of moments, I'm doing the math in my head: Yes, I could die in this empty ass park.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
But there are two major streets on either side of the park, Fell on one side, Oak on the other. If he tries something, someone will hear me scream, right?
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
I remember being in the yard at Roosevelt Middle School, and telling the homies: "yooooo! i met that serial killer dude on the news. he gave me a dollar and told me i was good at basketball!"
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Of course, no one believed me.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
To this day, they still think I'm making this shit up. When I heard about the new Versace movie, I texted one of my best friends, a woman I've known since we were sixth graders.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
Oh, and also: I think I did buy that Baby Ruth and it was probably delicious because Baby Ruth's always are and I am about all of the men that Cunanan killed and RIP Versace. The end.
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
For the record: Cunanan killed at least five men, including Gianni Versace, during a three-month killing spree in 1997. He lived in San Francisco, began his murders in Minneapolis, and finally took his own life in Miami, after Versace's murder. https://t.co/bpwZELbRuH
— Jamilah King (@jamilahking) January 18, 2018
— Metanoia Panda (@AdornByPanda) January 18, 2018
And you said all this happened in the spring so thatβs March April May. So depending on what month it was… pic.twitter.com/RNouCvWttX
— Laila (@LailaAali16) January 18, 2018
— Fields (@NDF101) January 18, 2018
Well I do understand the love for Bavy Ruthβs but omg! π±
— Asuka the Grouch (@TabBarrett) January 18, 2018
I think youβre lucky and blessed to be alive. pic.twitter.com/WFqBwI7WFl
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