This story took place back when I was still a little girl in the 2nd grade. This story isn’t really scary is kinda funny but a little freaky. Forgive me if I can’t recall all of the minor details since its been about 10 years since this incident.
To set the scene, i’ve grown up in a fairly upper middle class neighborhood in southern california, so the threats of weirdos and crimes going on was nearly non- existent. Everyone was sheltered and to be honest we (as in the kids) thought everyone was nice and bad guys were just something that happened in movies. Anyways, both my parents work, so each day I have to stay at an after school program called Kids Care where basically they monitor you until your parents pick you up.
I usually got picked up at 6 pm so my friends and I used our time up by playing soccer out on the field.
The field is set up as a giant rectangle but the right side of the edge of the field is a short slope with lots of greenery and on top there are a line of houses over looking the field and the school in general. Everyday me and about 10 other people or so would go out to the field where we were supposed to be monitored by an adult but since all the so called “teachers” were all in the main building no one was watching us.
This was their fault cause they are supposed to watch us all the time especially when the sun would set early from daylight savings.
On one particular day it was 5 in the evening and the sun was starting to go down. We went out to the field and none of the teachers followed us.
We started playing soccer as usual until by best friend got hurt and began bleeding a bit so most of us ran to get a bandaid or two from the classroom that was half way across the school. I however, stayed with my friend and sat down beside her.
I got a eerie feeling as we were alone in the middle of an empty field and by now the sun was just a thin line on the horizon. I’ve always been a real paranoid person and the whole time they were gone I kept looking behind my back and doing 360s because I could feel that nasty feeling in my stomach grow. When they finally came back we went back to playing soccer like usual.
The feeling still wasn’t gone.
My friend was running towards the goal and we were all cheering her on until she stopped mid way and her expression blanked as she stared at the top of the small slope to the right.
I thought she had seen a dog or something so i looked over but didn’t see anything.
I stood and asked “what? whats going on?” She whispered just to the point where i could hear it “there’s a man watching from the bushes” I spun around and surely there was a man probably in his 40s wearing a red shirt with a big ol’ beard holding a big camera smiling and watching us from a freaking bush.
WhAt tHe hEll.
I nearly screamed, we saw the flash from the camera go off and he suddenly jumped up and ran in the direction of the houses.
The last thing I saw him do was jump the fence in to someone’s backyard. By now, we were all screaming like banshees as we frantically looked around for a teacher. nopity nope nope no teacher.
We continued our banshee screams as we ran to the main building.
When we got there all the teachers were already out of the classrooms trying to find the source of the screaming. my friend and I were the most shaken and we soon figured out that none of the other kids saw the man and they were just freaked out that we were freaked out.
It wasn’t until recently I realized that this man was obviously planning to do something with those photos.
The police were called immediately and the best part is that we got pulled out of the pathetic excuse for an art class and got to talk to the police which was so cool for a second grader at the time. We both gave him a description of the man. We later found out that they never caught the creeper pedo man. Thankfully he never showed up again, or rather, we never saw him.