Girl on the Bench

I’m a college student and I love the college I go to. Right in front of it is a huge park perfect for students to study so it usually has at least ten people scattered around. On my way to college one morning I decided to take a longer route of walking through the park as I had woken up extra early and it was a nice day out. As I was walking I looked to my left to see a beautiful girl sitting alone on a bench reading a book, studying I assumed. She had a dated, 2ooo kind of style which made her stand out and it was quite charming.I assumed she was also a student at the college. She glanced up from her book and caught me staring. She smirked and I immediately looked away, feeling my cheeks turn a bright red shade.

The next day I decided to take the long route again because it was also a great day, but i secretly hoped to see the girl a second time. As I walked past the bench I saw her sitting there again, reading her book. I took out a book from my bag and sat down on the grass, at a reasonable length away from her. She looked at me and gave me a small smile and a wave. I smiled back and felt my heart getting heavy. I wanted to go up to her and start a conversation, I played it all out in my head, but I was just too nervous. So I sat there pretending to read my book until I realised it was time for me to head to class.

It had been a week since I saw the girl because weather predicts my routes and it had been rainy lately so I walked the shorter way. I was walking the short route when a man stopped me and told me I would have to go around through the park to get to my college due to construction. I was pretty annoyed as I would have to walk further in the rain and I had no form of protection because I wasn’t wasting the little money I had on an umbrella. To my surprise, I saw the girl sitting on the bench, reading her book, drenched and not even wearing a coat. She looked up and smiled at me. Full smile with teeth showing and squinted eyes. I was slightly freaked out as we were the only ones there and this girl was giving me weird vibes. I avoided eye contact and continued on my way to college.

I told myself that it was finally time to confront this girl on the bench. So I got up early and made my way to the park. I was thinking of how I could introduce myself and what I was going to say when I realised I was already here. She was where I expected her to be, sitting on the bench reading a book. As I looked around I noticed no one else in the park excepted for three people sitting really far away. I also noticed that there were no other benches in the park. I never realised that until now. She was sitting on the only bench in the entire park and she looked beautiful. I took a deep breath and approached her. I looked down at my feet as I walked to avoid awkward eye contact as I got closer to her. I could see the leg of the bench so I looked up to be faced with an empty bench. I was left in confusion as I looked at the shiny plaque that read, “Katie Clarke, a great friend to all, 1980 – 2001”.

Pedophile in BigW

Ok, so I live in Australia, so as such, most of you will not have a clue of what BigW is, basically BigW is like a more expensive Target, you can buy clothes, makeup, appliances, that sort of thing. My mother trusted me to wander off by myself to look at what I wanted to at this point I had just recently turned 14, so I had a phone in the event of any emergency,

I had been looking at binders, from my peripheral I noticed slight movement from the end of the aisle, I glared at the tall, lanky, irritated eyed male standing there, staring dead at me, as soon as my eyes met his, he began walking towards me, I moved a step away, innocently thinking that he wanted to look at binders too, he stopped about a foot away from me, he just stared down at me, I was reasonably tall, standing at about 5.7, however, he towered over me, about 6.1, “Can I help you?” I inquired, he shook his head, the sides of his mouth started turning up into a large unsettling teethy grin, showing his disgusting, yellow teeth,

I began walking away, I was stopped by a strong grasp on my upper arm, “You’re coming with me.” he explained bluntly, yanking my arm towards the employee back door, he stopped, his mouth reaching to my ear, “Act happy and I wont hurt you.” he whispered, my body froze, I caught gaze with an employee, I mouthed ‘help’, as we were almost at the back door I heard, “Emily! what are you doing here, where’s mom?” the same employee said, “Oh hey, Molly.”

I said reading her name tag, “I didn’t know you were working tonight.” I continued, the man looked at Molly, disgusted, he scoffed shuffling away, “Come.” she pleaded taking me into the women’s clothing area, as soon as she knew we couldn’t be seen she started, “That guy is always in here, staring at me or the other female employees.” she explained, I shook my head, “Is anybody here with you?” she asked, “Yeah, my mom’s here, she will be in the kitchen appliances or home décor, thank you for helping me.” I said giving her a hug, she walked with me until I found my mom, I explained to her what had happened and she profusely thanked Molly, I escaped unscathed that day, thank god.

Today, I’m 19, I have a one year old child, named Cameron, my fiancé, Nathan and myself were at my mom’s house last weekend, I recalled this story to my mother, what she said next made my blood run cold, “That man was arrested last month for kidnapping and child neglect.” she explained to me, the only thing I did was look at my son, every day for the rest of his life I’m going to make sure he is ok, I often think about what would have happened if Molly hadn’t had the guts to approach the guy and I.