Yeah, that makes my
blood run cold. I have a six-year old daughter and although I know this sort of crap is very rare, I get weirded out by the fine line between 'little-girl-runs-inside-and-is-OK and news-headlines-and-weepingly-distraught-parents.

I hate the idea this guy had done it before and maybe went on to do it again.

Well done for asking permission. Brrr.
(judgetheobscure used to sweep in butchers' shops., Thu 7 Apr 2011, 19:39, 2 replies)

There was a slightly similar crime in North Wales some years ago, where some kids were 'camping' in a tent in a garden
and one, Sophie Hook, was abducted and murdered.

OK, the child didn't get a chance to ask her mum as she was taken away in the middle of the night, but she was in her cousins' garden at the time.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 7 Apr 2011, 22:57, closed)

Not as rare as youd like to think
it happened to me too

the man in question told me that myself and my family had won a holiday and that the holiday company had sent him to tell me and my mum and dad about it. He said that my parents were waiting at his house and would be angry if i didnt come straight away. I told the man i had to put my bike away first in case someone stole it. When i went to put my bike away my dad was in the garage. The story unfolded and i have never seen my dad move as fast but the man had obviously got worried and left.
(Cov Boy, Fri 8 Apr 2011, 0:46, closed)

Fuck and double fuck!
I remember being about seven or eight and round my mum's friend's house. She has two kids (now adults, technically) a year young and a year older than me. The three of us were playing on the swings at the park very close to their house, when a beaten up Transit van stopped on the road, two men got out and started making the relatively long walk towards the swings. They could of course have simply have stopped to ask directions, mistaken us for kids they knew etc, but Sara (who's the eldest) and I looked at each other and she just said "run!". We got Dylan's attention, who I think too had stopped swinging and we ran to their house as quick as our weiner legs legs could, not stopping to see if they followed, just ran.

As I said, I really have no idea what they wanted... but there was something that smelt a little Mystic River about it. You kind of dout and forget these things, but Sara and I talked about it not too long ago, and we both didn't think they were just coming over for a friendly chat.
( @><|= w0nu!) or cunt to my friends, Fri 8 Apr 2011, 3:52, closed)