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Almost Kidnapped, Story One

When I was really little, my mother decided to let me play on the porch alone. She was washing dishes in the kitchen. I was in plain sight, maybe ten feet away.

I came in screaming bloody murder that a car had pulled over, and someone asked me to come to them in the car. Nothing was every found, but it scared me so bad I had nightmares that I was being kidnapped on the porch and nobody would help me. I didn't go outside alone for over ten years after that.
greenfire9695 greenfire9695 13-15 1 Response Dec 21, 2011

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good you had the scence not to go