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Originally posted by DeathsHand
then on 4th of July, we had a bunch of illegal fireworks, and there was this guy sitting in the park, alone, just like watching us... then eventually he gets up, goes to his car, opens his trunk (he didn't have anything with him in the park, BTW), closes the trunk, gets in the car, drives to the entrance to the street we were on (which is a dead-end street) and stops.... then eventually turns and heads here, so we run into the house and he drives down the street sloooowly... then leaves... then we go back out, and my brother comes to tell me I had to go home... weeeelll, while my brother (who was like 21 or so at the time) was still there, the guy came back... and he drove up to us and was just like "Are your parents here?" and we said no... and he drove away... I wonder what he was up too... hmm *rubs chin*
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Haha. He was going to kidnap you
Actually, I shouldn't laugh. I was riding my bike, we'll say I was in like 3rd or 4th grade, and I was at the park. This dark grey car with tinted windows is parked on the parking lot. Not moving or notin. I eventually leave, going around the long way to my house (avoiding passing the car). He then slowly goes forward. I wasn't worried at first, I could take him. Then i realized how old I was, and started to ride a little faster. He kept his distance, but never actually went fast, so I knew something was up. I started riding around the streets, taking about 20 turns and not going anywhere, and he was still following me. Finally I was stuck crossing a busy street, no stopping for cars, just darted accross. Hid behind a school, and saw him pull up next to it. He stayed there for a few seconds, and then left. Pretty freaky.