The White Van
Location – Central Pennsylvania
It was a day like any other in the small town where I grew up. A sleepy little unasuming mountain town that was built during the early railroad days, which it was still famous for. This was a quiet and friendly place where a good majority of the people knew each other by name. It was the early 90’s and most parents, mine included, would allow us to have alot of freedom, especially during the summer to do what kids do.
My friends and I were a very tight nit group and spent alot of time together. We’d spend the day playing sports, hiking the local woods or just walking around the town talking and exploring, with kids coming and going from our group throughout the day. In nice weather it was a normal thing to spend the whole day away from the house without anyone really knowing where we were. Sometimes even arriving home after dark.
I was 12 or so at the time and having this kind of freedom at such a young age made me feel like my parents trusted that I could take care of myself and was smart enough to keep myself out of trouble. My mother had always warned me about stranger danger though and how I needed to be careful around people I didn’t know, because there were as she put it. “Bad, nasty people in this world.” Of course she also taught me to be respectful and polite to everyone I came across but always cautioned me to use my instincts and if something felt wrong to run or find an adult. This advice always stuck with me and I’m glad that it did.
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I was at this community center place. One of my mom’s friends was hosting a party there. When I arrived with my parents, I saw my friends (let’s call them Amanda and Savanah) and immediately went to them. They told me they were recording because there have been recent kidnappings at the same area. Soon, we stopped recording, because storage was full. In the middle, my friends and I were around an area with paintings, when Savanah ran to her older sister. I ran after her. After she was done talking with her sister, Savanah’s eyes were wide. I asked her what was wrong. She said she saw the kidnapper in a hallway to my left. She described him, and I started to worry. We told Amanda, and she worried, too. Then, she just realized something. She told Savanah that her older brother went downstairs, where the kidnapper went. Savanah started to worry more, and told her parents. Soon, her dad went downstairs to find her brother. Then, her dad came back with the brother. We went to them, and Savanah asked them about the kidnapper. Her dad and brother didn’t believe Savanah when she told them she saw the kidnapper. Savanah was so upset, she was going to cry, and she was really close towards that point. Amanda and I tried to comfort Savanah, and soon, we sat in the middle of the room, where there were many people surrounding us, because we knew the kidnapper would never try to get us if we were there. We were thinking about how this was just like a horror movie. Savanah’s brother went downstairs towards the kidnapper, and the investigators always die. Then, her brother AND dad didn’t believe her, and the people who don’t believe die, too. Soon, we were all leaving that horrifying place infested with kidnappers. I told my parents about this when we got home, and they believed me, thankfully. They were glad I was safe. So am I, and sometimes I wonder about what was downstairs, if the kidnapper really was downstairs, and how the kids who went downstairs didn’t see him. Yeah, he could’ve hidden, but still. I just hope we won’t ever have to go to that place for a party ever again, and even if we do, I hope the kidnappings have ended by then.
some backstory first so I moved to Oklahoma when I was 5 but I grew up in small town in a nice and quiet neighborhood. my mom&dad and me had to move cause my dad lost his job so we moved in with my dad’s mom and step dad. I got a trampoline on 7th birthday my grandpa got it for me.(my birthday is the 23 of Sept) few days after my birthday a new family moved into house across from my backyard.
in november my mom and me were on my trampoline my dad and grandpa working on getting a dresser put together. my realized she had the screw driver in her coat poket so she went inside to give my dad the srew driver at this point two african american boys one short one tall the short one was holding a basketball and was wearing a red shirt with denim pants and the tall one was wearing a green shirt and denim shorts.
the tall one kept saying to me come with us play basketball with us well in school we were learning stranger danger and i screamed “MOMMY HELP” my mom yelled my name “JESSICA” i jumped off my tramporline and ran into my mom’s arms and was crying and scared.
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I worked at KFC for my third job.So this guy I’ll say his name is John he work there with and this story happened Eldersburg Maryland what led to this story was on the news from Taneytown Maryland. My Coworker “John” was telling us a crazy story that he kidnapped someone we thought he was joking because on the news at that time there was a kidnapping and they were looking for the kidnapper so we though he was jus pulling our leg. Well two days later a swat team came in like 20 people deep and locked him up for kidnapping torture robbery attempted murder he tolded us the story and our manager called the cops to inform the cops come to find out he was also wanted in Westminster for a rape so “john” please don’t ever get out
This takes place in the United Kingdom.
Now before i start i am going to give you a rough idea of where i live. i live in a cul-de-sac which is in the shape of a circle. the middle of the circle was grass which my friends and i would play on when we were younger. My house was in the bottom left corner and my two friends who we will call Jess and Noah lived on the opposite side of the circle.
during this long and hot summer their were kidnapping attempts around the area but as young and naive we brushed it off as we lived in such a close neighbourhood with houses surrounding us. we felt safe in our own little world until what happened that day.
The three of us were out playing football (soccer) on the circle. we played happily for about an hour then we noticed a white van come into the cul-de-sac, now we didn’t think much of this as someone who lives here owned a white van. we carried on playing as the van went round the circle. once the van went round once we thought they must of gone the wrong way or something and they were leaving but we were so wrong…
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Be careful when you Trick or Treat – Halloween is a Haunted Season where Halloween Costumes won’t protect you from the Serial Killers and Scary Strangers.
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