Bruh, I remember my sister and I were playing on the playground, and this creepy old man starts heading our direction. Like, he wasn’t walking on the sidewalk normally, he was legit heading to our direction. So then my sister and I ran away because we were scared of what that man was going to do.
Oh, the story doesn’t end there either. We were walking around our neighborhood after we ran away, and there was that creepy old man AGAIN. I swear, it was the scariest thing ever. My sister and I had to walk in all sorts of directions so he wouldn’t know where we lived.
Ever since then I’ve always had to make sure no creepy men were following me when I go outside.