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I was ALMOST abducted from the Bronx Zoo at age 3......

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I was with my mom, her boyfriend & his son. The four of us were walking, and her BF was holding his sons hand & my hand. My mom said she bent down to tie her shoes, when she was done she looked up at her BF & noticed I wasn't with him. She asked where I was - he said he thought my mom grabbed my hand so he let go of me (didn't even bother to turn, look & make sure) - my mom panicked & she said something told her to run to the the area where you left the zoo -- & sure enough she saw a man holding my hand, trying to walk out of the exit with me.

She screamed for him to stop, screamed for help & two men ran up and grabbed the man. He told police that the he found a little girl & was escorting her to lost & found so she could find her mommy!! (sure you were, that's why you were trying to exit the zoo with a crying little girl)

Anything crazy ever happen in your life that could've ended up a lifetime movie?


*I actually experienced something worse than almost being abducted at the zoo ::

When I was 7, I remember being woken up in the middle of the night by my mother, she grabbed me and put her finger over her mouth (as to say SSSHHHH - be quiet) we ran and hid under our kitchen table (it was a round glass table but we had a super long table clothe (it almost reached the ground) anyway we were hiding under the table & I saw two pairs of black boot walking around our apartment (it scared the shit out of me)

They were there for what felt like forever (my mom said it was like 5/10 mins) - crazy shit is they didn't ransack our apartment or even take anything.

We moved to Staten Island like a day or two later.

Later on in life I found out that my bio dad was into some shit he shouldn't have been into & those guys were there looking for him. My mom & dad hadn't been together since I was like 1 - but it was the last known address they knew he lived at.
Posted by Anonymous on Jan. 30, 2013 at 4:32 PM
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Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 12:39 AM
:(


Quoting Anonymous:

I surrived being raped for hrs my best friend didn't. I was 14 they just caught one of them two years ago the other is still loose.


Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 12:40 AM
Yea I was the same about the stoop


Quoting OneToughMami:

My aunt lives like 2 blocks from the zoo. It gives me shivers.

I was almost abducted myself. Luckily my dad came outside when he did, I was terrified to sit on my front stoop for the longest time.


o0gone0o
by Silver Member on Feb. 1, 2013 at 1:40 AM

When i was in 7th or 8th grade I had to walk to school from 7th grade up. There was a short cut through the woods, lots of kids took it.  And  I should mention I was very tiny about 70lbs under 5ft at the time. One morning I noticed as I was walking up the road to get to the path a man wasn't far behind me. Very strange as it was a dead end road and grown ups didn't walk the path unless they were walking a pet. So I start walking faster and noticed he does too.

I reach the path which requires a little climbing to get onto, get around the corner and can see this guy struggling to climb up but he's doing so very hurridly and I took off running. Usually takes 20minutes to walk that path I was out of there in less than 10.  I probably should have reported it but at the time I just didnt want to think of the what ifs.

momtoPMCandJNC
by Member on Feb. 1, 2013 at 8:26 AM

BUMP!

Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 10:04 AM
That would have freaked me out


Quoting o0gone0o:

When i was in 7th or 8th grade I had to walk to school from 7th grade up. There was a short cut through the woods, lots of kids took it.  And  I should mention I was very tiny about 70lbs under 5ft at the time. One morning I noticed as I was walking up the road to get to the path a man wasn't far behind me. Very strange as it was a dead end road and grown ups didn't walk the path unless they were walking a pet. So I start walking faster and noticed he does too.

I reach the path which requires a little climbing to get onto, get around the corner and can see this guy struggling to climb up but he's doing so very hurridly and I took off running. Usually takes 20minutes to walk that path I was out of there in less than 10.  I probably should have reported it but at the time I just didnt want to think of the what ifs.


megan71108
by Gold Member on Feb. 1, 2013 at 10:13 AM
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Anonymous
by Anonymous 27 on Feb. 1, 2013 at 3:53 PM
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Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 8:13 PM
So sorry that happened to you


Quoting Anonymous:

I'm going anonymous for what I'm sharing. Generally, people don't know many tales from my past---I like to keep it that way. People treat you differently when they know you've been through something traumatic. I won't say they treat you like less of a person, but they feel... censored, and like they need to walk on eggshells.

At the age of fourteen, we had a new neighbor move in. The lot had previously just been an open field on the side of our dirt road. They paid to clear the acreage, have a manufactured home installed, and a chainlink fence erected.

My life was really boring. Not unhappy, necessarily, but boring. Having new neighbors was one of the more exciting moments of my life at that time, and I was essentially raised by my grandparents who taught me the importance of friendliness and hospitality. I wanted to do something special to welcome them to our neighborhood. So, I enlisted their help to make some frosted sugar cookies and a pan of brownies.

My grandparents lived on the other side of town, while my mom and I had our own home. I stayed home alone a lot while my mom worked. My grandparents didn't get out much anymore at this point. My grandmother suffered from an epilepsy-causing brain tumor and my grandfather was on 24/7 oxygen. Basically, my life was home and school, and my life was very... predictable.

Long story short, I went to the new neighbor's home alone, gave them the treats, and then went back home. I noticed weeks... or months later, that one of the older boys was always watching me. His eyes were always burning my skin.

One evening, after having a fight with my mom (teenage angst, you know), I was out watering the plants, as I did every other day, when I felt an immense force knock me to the ground. I heard no thumping of footsetps in the dirt, I heard no crunch of dry crab grass---nothing. I hit the dirt ground hard, the rocks immediately scraping up my skin. I felt the water from the hose seeping through my clothes and turning the silty desert sand into mud, and it felt like for the longest time, all I could see was endless blue sky and the outstretched limbs of green tumbleweeds.

I felt paralyzed... and it seemed like an eternity had passed before realization sank in, and I could feel fingers clawing at my clothing. Adrenaline surged, I fought back, I grabbed one of my mom's garden angels and clocked the boy in the head with it... but it was like it had no effect whatsoever. I could feel the evil radiating from him, and as hard as I fought... I wasn't strong enough.

He's rotting in jail, but there are times I still can't find closure.


Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 8:14 PM
Your gma sounds like an awesome lady


Quoting Anonymous:

When I was maybe ten or eleven years old, my grandmother's neighbor let some of his distant relatives move in. This neighbor was like another grandpa to me. I think they were his cousins, and he was doing it as a family favor---I don't recall the blood connection.

I was very curious. The man had this darkness, but it was alluring, and the woman was pregnant. They were quite young. I think she was sixteen and he was nineteen. I have... in a way, always been obsessed with pregnancy. I find it such a miracle. I got close to them very quickly, and they would come over to "play" often. My grandparents had an above-ground pool, one of those three-foot deep ones with the liners.

My grandmother was a very wise woman. Very connected, very gifted. She didn't like the guy next door. Felt his darkness, felt his intents. She warned me away from him, but at that age, I didn't really understand why she hated such a nice guy. To me, he seemed nice, and I never had many friends.

She had just cause to feel unease. When he got me alone, while his girlfriend got a job and he didn't, he exposed himself to me. I knew it was wrong, but it didn't really add up. I guess I was gullible. I let it slide, and it happened more and more, until he lured me away and began to touch me inappropriately. My grandmother sensed it... and she saved me.

I never really got the chance to tell her, when I was old enough to fully comprehend all the events, how much I loved her, or how courageous I found her to be. She was not a woman to be trifled with, especially when it came down to protecting her family.


Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Feb. 1, 2013 at 8:15 PM
Scary


Quoting rosemagic01:

I almost drown twice. Same beach. Same situation. There was a drop off and one time I was too little and no one was watching me I didn't know about the drop off. The second a friend pushed me off the drop off (it was under water so it was really hard to see) knowing I couldn't swim. My mom dragged me out the first time. The second time pure fear kept me alive I didn't know how to swim but I fought really hard. Both times the life guards weren't paying attention to the water at all. 


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