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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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echupko
by Bronze Member on Jan. 30, 2013 at 5:39 PM
Scary!!!!
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RandiBear
by Gold Member on Jan. 30, 2013 at 5:43 PM

I had a "friend" in highschool who signed on to my screen name to check something for me while my net was down and ended up talking to a guy who messaged while she was on. She knew I had been talking to them and so she just pretended to be me. She didn't realize I had stopped talking to him when he started talking about meeting up; I got a bad vibe from him.

A few months later another friend and I were walking down the street and an older looking cop car pulled up beside us. The two cops who got out told us we matched the description of two girls reported as runaways and asked for our IDs. My friend handed hers over but I didn't have mine with me. They took down our addresses and parents numbers then drove off. We didn't think anything of it until about twenty minutes later we saw them watching us while we were at a park so we decided to leave and go back to her house. As we were crossing the main road to head back, they came speeding out of the parkinglot of the park to follow us. We took off at a run and wound our way through apartment complexes to try to lose them. It didn't occur to us that going to the house where no adults were home was a bad idea until we were already there. The car pulled up in the back alley used exclusively for the trash trucks and the guys jumped her privacy fence then came prying at windows and doors. We hid in her parent's closet and called the cops because it was obvious they weren't who they said they were at this point. The cops showed up and took our report and called our parents to come to the house (the guys had left when they realized they couldn't get in).

We thought it was all said and done with until they showed up in a different car in the school parkinglot, followed us to the mall, to the theatre...we reported it each time but by the time the cops got there they were gone. Then they suddenly seemed to vanish. We didn't see them for  months; until we were at the Christmas parade. I thought I saw one of them on the other side of the street and got the chills so I moved deeper into the crowd. I wasn't for sure because it had been fleeting and in between trucks passing by. Ten minutes later I felt a hot, burning pain in my side like I had been punched. I thought some kid had slammed into me at first but then I felt something warm on my shirt and looked down. I had been knifed low in my abdomen, right above my hip. I ended up with 22 stitches and 3 staples.

A couple months later I was sleeping on my couch because I was sick when our dogs started going off (we had 4 dogs lol). I sat up really fast and when I did, I was facing the back sliding glass door where a man was standing, trying to pick the lock and he had a big hunting knife strapped to his leg. I screamed, he ran. My mom called the cops and we had helicopters and everything out looking for him for hours. They didn't find him, but they kept patrols around the house for a couple months.

That was the last time I saw or heard from either of those guys but it could have been so much worse. As it is, I can't handle being in crowds of people without having panic attacks.

sucker4myloves
by on Jan. 30, 2013 at 5:51 PM
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LOL I grew up in a bad neighborhood in Ft. Worth, before her death my grandma had trained me to always carry a purse--with a rock or brick in it. I'm not a very good aim but apparently when in danger my aim improves a bit!


Quoting Anonymous:

You hit him in the face with a rock?
Thats awesome- you had some balls for an eleven year old :)


Quoting sucker4myloves:

When I was eleven my friend and I were walking along a road in Ft. Benning on our way to the movies and a man stopped his car to ask us for directions. My friend told him "Nobody asks two children for directions, go away". He got out and approached us, I hit him in the face with a rock and we took off screaming. He left quickly, but the MP's questioned us and stopped him at the gate. I do not know what came of it.




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Anonymous
by Anonymous on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:05 PM

lol  I knew that read weird when I wrote it. For fundraisers as a kid, our team would all roll tacos and sell them by the dozen. They were the best rolled tacos ever, actually. We would go to businesses and door to door selling them. This big building in my town had lots of little businesses in it and I would sell LOTS of tacos.

Quoting SusieQue717:

Why were you selling tacos in a big building in town?

Quoting Anonymous:

One time, I was selling tacos in a big building in my town. I was riding up the elevator and as the door shut, a guy ran in. I noticed that he was hitting the stop button on the elevator, so I hit the next level and got out. When I started up the stairs, he started running after me. I ran all the way back to an office where I told some ladies that a man was chasing me. I had to go to the police department and fill out a report.



Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:07 PM
Scary!!


Quoting MamaBear2cubs:

Wen I was about 6 I was playing outside in my yard when a man came to the fence and started asking me to help him find his puppy,My Mom saw me out the window and ran outside,the man took off as soon as the door opened.


AlliceNWnderLnd
by Silver Member on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:10 PM


DUDE!!!!

Quoting RandiBear:

I had a "friend" in highschool who signed on to my screen name to check something for me while my net was down and ended up talking to a guy who messaged while she was on. She knew I had been talking to them and so she just pretended to be me. She didn't realize I had stopped talking to him when he started talking about meeting up; I got a bad vibe from him.

A few months later another friend and I were walking down the street and an older looking cop car pulled up beside us. The two cops who got out told us we matched the description of two girls reported as runaways and asked for our IDs. My friend handed hers over but I didn't have mine with me. They took down our addresses and parents numbers then drove off. We didn't think anything of it until about twenty minutes later we saw them watching us while we were at a park so we decided to leave and go back to her house. As we were crossing the main road to head back, they came speeding out of the parkinglot of the park to follow us. We took off at a run and wound our way through apartment complexes to try to lose them. It didn't occur to us that going to the house where no adults were home was a bad idea until we were already there. The car pulled up in the back alley used exclusively for the trash trucks and the guys jumped her privacy fence then came prying at windows and doors. We hid in her parent's closet and called the cops because it was obvious they weren't who they said they were at this point. The cops showed up and took our report and called our parents to come to the house (the guys had left when they realized they couldn't get in).

We thought it was all said and done with until they showed up in a different car in the school parkinglot, followed us to the mall, to the theatre...we reported it each time but by the time the cops got there they were gone. Then they suddenly seemed to vanish. We didn't see them for  months; until we were at the Christmas parade. I thought I saw one of them on the other side of the street and got the chills so I moved deeper into the crowd. I wasn't for sure because it had been fleeting and in between trucks passing by. Ten minutes later I felt a hot, burning pain in my side like I had been punched. I thought some kid had slammed into me at first but then I felt something warm on my shirt and looked down. I had been knifed low in my abdomen, right above my hip. I ended up with 22 stitches and 3 staples.

A couple months later I was sleeping on my couch because I was sick when our dogs started going off (we had 4 dogs lol). I sat up really fast and when I did, I was facing the back sliding glass door where a man was standing, trying to pick the lock and he had a big hunting knife strapped to his leg. I screamed, he ran. My mom called the cops and we had helicopters and everything out looking for him for hours. They didn't find him, but they kept patrols around the house for a couple months.

That was the last time I saw or heard from either of those guys but it could have been so much worse. As it is, I can't handle being in crowds of people without having panic attacks.



Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:12 PM
That's crazy as all hell!!!

It's scary to think that you were being watched & stabbed :(



Quoting RandiBear:

I had a "friend" in highschool who signed on to my screen name to check something for me while my net was down and ended up talking to a guy who messaged while she was on. She knew I had been talking to them and so she just pretended to be me. She didn't realize I had stopped talking to him when he started talking about meeting up; I got a bad vibe from him.


A few months later another friend and I were walking down the street and an older looking cop car pulled up beside us. The two cops who got out told us we matched the description of two girls reported as runaways and asked for our IDs. My friend handed hers over but I didn't have mine with me. They took down our addresses and parents numbers then drove off. We didn't think anything of it until about twenty minutes later we saw them watching us while we were at a park so we decided to leave and go back to her house. As we were crossing the main road to head back, they came speeding out of the parkinglot of the park to follow us. We took off at a run and wound our way through apartment complexes to try to lose them. It didn't occur to us that going to the house where no adults were home was a bad idea until we were already there. The car pulled up in the back alley used exclusively for the trash trucks and the guys jumped her privacy fence then came prying at windows and doors. We hid in her parent's closet and called the cops because it was obvious they weren't who they said they were at this point. The cops showed up and took our report and called our parents to come to the house (the guys had left when they realized they couldn't get in).


We thought it was all said and done with until they showed up in a different car in the school parkinglot, followed us to the mall, to the theatre...we reported it each time but by the time the cops got there they were gone. Then they suddenly seemed to vanish. We didn't see them for  months; until we were at the Christmas parade. I thought I saw one of them on the other side of the street and got the chills so I moved deeper into the crowd. I wasn't for sure because it had been fleeting and in between trucks passing by. Ten minutes later I felt a hot, burning pain in my side like I had been punched. I thought some kid had slammed into me at first but then I felt something warm on my shirt and looked down. I had been knifed low in my abdomen, right above my hip. I ended up with 22 stitches and 3 staples.


A couple months later I was sleeping on my couch because I was sick when our dogs started going off (we had 4 dogs lol). I sat up really fast and when I did, I was facing the back sliding glass door where a man was standing, trying to pick the lock and he had a big hunting knife strapped to his leg. I screamed, he ran. My mom called the cops and we had helicopters and everything out looking for him for hours. They didn't find him, but they kept patrols around the house for a couple months.


That was the last time I saw or heard from either of those guys but it could have been so much worse. As it is, I can't handle being in crowds of people without having panic attacks.


Anonymous
by Anonymous - Original Poster on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:16 PM
I know I'm still in shock over this story


Quoting AlliceNWnderLnd:


DUDE!!!!


Quoting RandiBear:

I had a "friend" in highschool who signed on to my screen name to check something for me while my net was down and ended up talking to a guy who messaged while she was on. She knew I had been talking to them and so she just pretended to be me. She didn't realize I had stopped talking to him when he started talking about meeting up; I got a bad vibe from him.


A few months later another friend and I were walking down the street and an older looking cop car pulled up beside us. The two cops who got out told us we matched the description of two girls reported as runaways and asked for our IDs. My friend handed hers over but I didn't have mine with me. They took down our addresses and parents numbers then drove off. We didn't think anything of it until about twenty minutes later we saw them watching us while we were at a park so we decided to leave and go back to her house. As we were crossing the main road to head back, they came speeding out of the parkinglot of the park to follow us. We took off at a run and wound our way through apartment complexes to try to lose them. It didn't occur to us that going to the house where no adults were home was a bad idea until we were already there. The car pulled up in the back alley used exclusively for the trash trucks and the guys jumped her privacy fence then came prying at windows and doors. We hid in her parent's closet and called the cops because it was obvious they weren't who they said they were at this point. The cops showed up and took our report and called our parents to come to the house (the guys had left when they realized they couldn't get in).


We thought it was all said and done with until they showed up in a different car in the school parkinglot, followed us to the mall, to the theatre...we reported it each time but by the time the cops got there they were gone. Then they suddenly seemed to vanish. We didn't see them for  months; until we were at the Christmas parade. I thought I saw one of them on the other side of the street and got the chills so I moved deeper into the crowd. I wasn't for sure because it had been fleeting and in between trucks passing by. Ten minutes later I felt a hot, burning pain in my side like I had been punched. I thought some kid had slammed into me at first but then I felt something warm on my shirt and looked down. I had been knifed low in my abdomen, right above my hip. I ended up with 22 stitches and 3 staples.


A couple months later I was sleeping on my couch because I was sick when our dogs started going off (we had 4 dogs lol). I sat up really fast and when I did, I was facing the back sliding glass door where a man was standing, trying to pick the lock and he had a big hunting knife strapped to his leg. I screamed, he ran. My mom called the cops and we had helicopters and everything out looking for him for hours. They didn't find him, but they kept patrols around the house for a couple months.


That was the last time I saw or heard from either of those guys but it could have been so much worse. As it is, I can't handle being in crowds of people without having panic attacks.





SNA
by Bronze Member on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:30 PM
I have never had anything like this happen to me.
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cmmajormom
by Member on Jan. 30, 2013 at 6:31 PM

mine wasn't as a child, but i will share anyway...  let me first apologize for any future typos i'm at work and trying to do this quickly before an appointment :-P  it's my late night...boo!

 

When I was in College, I met a boy (at walmart- should have been my first clue)  who seemed very nice.  we exchanged numbers and met a few times in public places with friends and started to really get close, only once i let him walk me to the door of my room.  All of a sudden he stopped talking to me, and even though i was hurt by it I let it go...  one day his mom called me from a blocked number to tell me that he had been arrested becuase of something that happened in Virginia while he was at school the year before.   about a week later i started recieving letters from him, and they were weird, uncomfortable even...  I never responded.  I was living in the dorms which are locked from the outside unless you have a passkey (and the passkey only works at YOUR dorm after a certain time- I think it was 9pm)  and then your bedroom door has a key too.  My roommate was visiting her boyfriend at school for weekend and I had just walked from a late dinner at the Dining hall.  i didn't notice anything when I walked in, I went into my room and turned on the music, put my books away and was sitting at the computer.  I heard a knock at the door and figuring it was one of my hall-mates I called to come in.  It wasn't one of my hall mates, it was the guy (we can call him M)  and he looked mad.  I asked him what he was doing there and he kept yelling at me because "I never wrote to him."  he started twoard me and I told him to stop, I was uncomfortable and I asked him to leave.  he said no and continued toward me.  I started screaming and pushed him away, but he grabbed me and wouldn't let me go and started pulling me toward the door.  I was kicking and punching him and still screaming when my best guy friend (who happened to live in thr oom next to mine)  walked through the door with a few of his frat brothers.  they came to my rescue and while three of them held M down and we called campus police.  I had to give my statement and copies of the letters to the campus police and wouldn't walk anywhere by myself for months.  M is now in jail because of other charges, and I stil lhave nightmares about it all the time.  i thank God for my friend and the other boys because God knows what would have heppened had it not been for them!

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