This happened about seven or eight years ago, but I still think about it almost every single day. 

I, 22 female at the time, had just graduated college and was living on my own for the very first time. Since I was working a crap job, I was only able to afford living in a neighborhood that wasn't known to be the best; in fact, it was pretty infamous in our state for being one of the worst. However, I was super excited to finally be on my own and start gaining some Independence.

One day, around 11 p.m., I was at one of those 24 hour gas station/convenience stores to grab a late dinner. It was pouring rain outside. I'm talking about the kind of rain that turns the world white. The kind of rain where you're completely soaked within seconds of stepping outside, even if you have an umbrella. As I went to unlock my car, I was approached by an elderly woman, maybe 65 or 70, and she said something along the lines of, "I hate to ask you this, but would you mind giving me a ride home? It's raining so hard and I don't have an umbrella."

 She tells me where she lives, which is an apartment complex on my way home, about a two minute drive away from the store. Maybe 10 minutes walking. Most notably, a place that was known for his high crime area and drug uses.

Now, my mom had been against me moving out. And she filled my head with all of the stories in the news about abductions, or Good Samaritans being lured into well laid traps. So I started thinking, is this about to happen to me? Will she lead me to an inescapable place, and I'm suddenly surrounded with no way to defend myself? 

I told her that I was sorry, but I was going the other way, and got in my car and drove an extra 10 minutes around to get home.

Ever since that day, however, I have been eaten up with guilt. What if she had no one else, and approached me because she thought I look friendly and would help her? How long did she have to wait at that gas station station before getting home? DID she make it home?  Did I make the right choice? 

So please Reddit. Some days I feel justified, and some days I feel like a giant asshole. I just need to know. AITA?