Quote: LunarzI'm really curious
Here's a recap of what happened in the incident:
So it happened about right after school. I was walking together with some friends, there were about four of us (three of them were my friends, the other was a girl I knew from school).
As we were walking, we passed a darkish-brown house, and then I noticed a tall, dark man, who was in standing in his front yard, staring at us, like we would be 'perfect' for his new collection of young, innocent children.
He was Caucasian, dark-blonde; presumably in his mid-20s, and few inches more bigger than me.
So, as we walked past his house, he started to wave at us. Just a simple, old, casual wave.
I smiled back, then continued to walk down the street, pacing a tad bit faster this time. Just when I was hoping he wouldn't say anything (I'm an extremely awkward person), I heard a voice ask us if we would like to eat some candy.
I turned, and I saw the same man who was standing in his front yard; tall, dark, caucasian, wearing sunglasses.
I didn't seem to really understand his question at first; and I was beginning to feel intimidated. He was starting to give me the impression that he was a pedophile.
I didn't how to reply to his question at all, so I continued to walk past the street, hurriedly this time. But he didn't stop there; He started to chase us down the lane--we ran for our lives.
We eventually made a it a few kilometres, and so we finally turned around to see if he was still chasing us. He was gone.
As we continued to walk down the street, I noticed something strange in the corner of my eye. It had appeared to be a black car, with one of those shaded windows where you can't see inside. I had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, the car brakes where slammed beside us, and I saw the same man who chased us down the street. He was holding what looked like one of those large garbage bin bags.
The man grabbed the girl who was walking with us (who I only recently found out her name), shoving the bin-bag over her head. The rest of us; completely HORRIFIED at the scene, ran, while we still could.
I didn't even bother to turn my face until we reached the end of the street. I have no idea what happened to the girl after that; all I heard was a small fade of screaming in the distance before I left the street.
NOTE: The authorities HAVE been notified.
O.M.G I HOPE THE POLICE GET HIM