Date: 7/28/2016
By Toyx1978
I was back in my childhood again, walking home from elementary school as I did every day. I see an old dark green Grand Torino driving up the street towards me and I glance as it passed, catching glimpse of an old black male looking around 60 something driving. He glanced back but kept his eyes on the road. I am about 10 min from my house but it's no one else around. I'm alone in an old residential neighborhood with 50s style homes and it is chilly around autumn. I jump out of my skin when two Doberman Pinchers start barking at me from a fenced yard and I almost walk into the grand Torino which was now parked on the same side of the street I'm walking on. The old man is sitting in the car and says,"Get in the car and let me get you away from the dogs." I say no and start walking fast. He backs up next to me and says it again but with more aggression. I start running and saying no. I have to run up a hill before I get to my house and he is whipping the car around and speeding up next to me yelling. "Get in the car! Get in the car!" I'm crying and running and my chest is burning from the chilly air. I don't know who this man is and no one is around to help. I keep looking back only to see nothing. No car. No old man. I make it home and collapse on the kitchen floor sobbing. My mom is freaking out and my dad is pissed as I tell him what happened. I describe the car and my dad drives me around the neighborhood. We see the car parked around the block at my friends house. The car belongs to her uncle. She is mad at me and when my father tells her what happened and asked for her parents, she stomped away and yelled, "All you had to do was get in the car!" I wake up feeling like crap.