Ladies Can Be Pedos Too

Let me just preface this by saying I was around five or six when this happened. I was an extremely friendly child, naive with a deep love for animals. These were both horrible traits for me to have in the situation I was in. I loved the park and my father took me to one nearby, he did as he usually did and took me to the swingset, he got me started on those and walked to a nearby bench to talk on the phone. I was still visible to him from where I was, so he felt okay with it. I was happily doing my thing on the swingset when my young eyes caught the glimpse of a puppy. A Saint Bernard puppy which was my favorite breed. I instantly got excited and the person walking it seemed normal enough. It was a woman, she looked middle aged. I had been schooled on stranger danger, but I had never heard stories about women being bad strangers. So, I thought it was okay and I got off the swings, running to her. I was excited as I ran over and I asked to play with the puppy. Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me

I was happily doing my thing on the swingset when my young eyes caught the glimpse of a puppy. A Saint Bernard puppy which was my favorite breed. I instantly got excited and the person walking it seemed normal enough. It was a woman, she looked middle aged. I had been schooled on stranger danger, but I had never heard stories about women being bad strangers. So, I thought it was okay and I got off the swings, running to her. I was excited as I ran over and I asked to play with the puppy. Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me

Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me pretty and was very touchy with me. Brushing over my hair or touching my shoulder, she even rubbed a hand over my thigh, claiming to be “feeling your pretty flowered dress, it looks so soft”. A lot of my mom’s friend’s said similar things, though not as creepily, so I brushed it off. I was rambling on and on about how much I loved dogs and animals in general, I was a very talkative child. She just smiled at me and it made me feel uncomfortable, it reminded me of how the Big, Bad Wolf smiled at Little Red when he was posing as her grandmother.

She happily told me, “He’s one puppy out of a litter of five, you can come see the other puppies if you like, they are over there with my friend” she nodded over to the more woodland section of the park. It was close by and my mind said she had one puppy, so there was no possible way she could be lying. I was a dumb child. I went with her without a second thought. We walked for a couple of minutes over to the other side of the park. She led me up the hill and I looked around.

All I saw was a group of teenagers playing frisbee and an older man sat alone on a bench a few yards away from them. I saw no puppies and I got even more nervous when the man got up and started walking towards us. I didn’t know what to do and I did the only thing that came to my mind, I screamed as loudly as I could and felt tears well in my eyes. I don’t remember much after this, just that two of the boys were running over and asking if they were my parents, they tried to lie and say yes, but I shook my head.

I remember the boy best by his hair, it was green. He was pulling me away from the pair and I remember a lot of yelling. He asked where my parents were and had me show him to them. So, I took him to my dad who was freaking out and yelling at me when I got there. I don’t know exactly what happened to them. So…Creepy couple at the park, let’s not meet again.

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