Robyn
The gym had security cameras, but I don’t think anyone was watching them. Needless to say, nobody came running to my rescue as Mike Manfreidi attempted to drag me from the gym by my hair.
My eyes were swimming with tears from the crack I had taken on my head, little stars danced through my vision and I almost lost consciousness.
What did he intend to do once he got me out in the hallway? I grabbed hold of the weight bench to try and stop myself, and gritted my teeth against the vicious pull of my hair on my scalp. I suppose I should thank my mother, I got my thick, strong hair from her. Unfortunately for me, the weight bench wasn’t that heavy, and he just continued to pull me, right along with the bench.
I needed to get in a position where I could get some leverage on the man
