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I was so scared when….

10/14/2010 by Kate P. 9 Comments

When I was 6 years old, my family lived right across the street from an elementary school. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time walking over there (all of 10 ft) to the playground on a daily basis. One weekend I went over there as usual (I’m assuming it was a weekend because my dad was home during the day) and as I was crossing the street to go home a man in a pick up stopped me. He rolled down the window of his dingy maroon truck and asked if I needed a ride home. He had no idea that his truck was the only thing that was keeping me from making the 10 foot trek back to my house.

I was literally paralyzed with fear. Even at six, I knew that this was not an okay question for a grown man to be asking. I have no idea how I got away from him, I do remember telling him no, and then running as fast as I could. Looking back, I’m lucky he didn’t decide to get out of the car. I immediately went inside and told my parents. My father was so angry!

The second scariest thing that I remember happening to me was when I was out about 10, living in a different neighborhood, & was out riding my bike. My parents had set up a perimeter for me so that I could feel like I had some independence around the neighborhood and they could feel like I was safe.

I had just finished riding up the longest.hill.ever and I got to a stop sign. I stopped to look both ways before turning left (and doing the nerdy hand signals too) and these teenage boys in a bronco stopped their car and pointed a gun at me. I was instantly frozen. They saw how scared I was and thought it was hilarious. Then pulled the trigger.

I heard everything happening in slow motion and I remember thinking, “My mama is going to be so sad.” I really thought that I was dead. It turns out these were just some dumb, bullies who had taken the orange cap off of some toy pistol to make it look real and they were driving around the neighborhood scaring little kids like me.

The third creepiest thing that ever happened was when I was 17 and I was out running. I started noticing a blue dodge ram following slowly behind me as I ran. So I picked up my pace. I was only 2 blocks from home & I wanted to get there as fast as I could. That guy was creeping me out.

I made it home. A few days later I was out running again and there was that dumb blue truck. This time he slowed down, rolled down his window, and I saw this 40ish year old man sitting at the wheel, and he asked me if I wanted a ride home.

In my mind I was thinking, “Sure. I’m out here in running clothes, sweating my ass off just so I can hop in the truck with some rapist asshole and end up in a ditch where only God knows where.” I said nothing to him and ran as fast as I could home. And that was the last time for a long time that I went running in the evenings.

I have honestly never given these stories a second thought since they happened. Mostly because I was so young that I had absolutely no awareness of how fragile life was and just how close I came to being Elizabeth Smart or Jaycee Dugard. I could have been them in that first story. I have been thinking about them so much now that I’m a mom. I wonder how I will ever let Lboy go ride his bike around the block without being terrified that something will happen.

How do we let our children have NORMAL childhood experiences like riding bikes, playing at the school playground that we live across the street from, or let him go running?

What do y’all do to keep your kids safe & still let them have fun at the same time?

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I'm a Spanish speaking, supper cooking, sporadic house cleaning, sometimes swearing, to do list making, stroller pushing, diaper changing, SAHM & skin care selling, God fearing, church going, independently thinking, family loving, not always perfect, hooked on blogging, husband loving, health food nut & junk food junkie, first & now second time mommy. Welcome to my world.

Comments

  1. Joey @ Big Teeth and Clouds says

    10/14/2010 at 1:01 pm

    I plan to be outside when she's outside. I have no plan for when she's at a friends house, but I'm reassured by these stories because even at age 6, you knew to run. That's a life saver.

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  2. Laura@Cowboy Boots says

    10/14/2010 at 1:39 pm

    ok those are freakin scary! i can't believe those horrible teenage boys! what is wrong w/them!

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  3. Cyrene says

    10/14/2010 at 3:23 pm

    Your stories sent shivers down my spine! Those are exactly the kind of questions I ask myself too, on a regular basis now that I've become a mother. I like Joey's idea – be outside when she's outside. And like you did for the first story, teach her to be wary of strangers and not accept anything from them, no matter how good and innocent the offers seem.

    I also plan to be on my knees and ask God for help to protect my daughter because I surely can't be with her 24/7 forever.

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  4. gringationcancun says

    10/14/2010 at 3:27 pm

    Oh my goodness, where did you LIVE?? Never had anyone try to pick me up in a truck. You were a VERY smart kid.

    Once my sister and I set up a lemonade stand, and some teenagers threw firecrackers at us, then drove off laughing. Not cool.

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  5. Hello! I'm Kate. says

    10/14/2010 at 4:13 pm

    I didn't write this in the post but I should point out that I grew up in one of the safest neighborhoods in the city!

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  6. Liz says

    10/14/2010 at 7:19 pm

    Oh my God! These are all so awful, just in their own way.

    I don't have an answer. And right now I can't imagine an age yet where my girls would be outside riding bikes by themselves.

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  7. The Local Cook says

    10/14/2010 at 10:25 pm

    creepy!

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  8. Moomser says

    10/14/2010 at 10:36 pm

    Scary stuff! I think all we can do is what your parents did, teach our kids to recognize danger and run as fast as they can, possibly screaming. Praying and being hyper vigilant help too, I would think….

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  9. Shelby Bukhenik says

    10/19/2010 at 2:06 pm

    That is so scary Kate!! My children will be surgically attached to me from now on!

    I am glad you made it out okay.

    Reply

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