So I was around 16 or 17 yrs old when this happened. I used to work in a grocery store in what most might consider a bad neighborhood. I always worked till around 11pm and had to cross a fairly busy street to get to the bus stop. The bus stop isn't the most well lit and the buses have been known to pass people because they couldn't see them sitting there.
So I'm waiting for the bus to pull up when this white mini van pulls up in front of me. This driver rolls down his window and asks how old I am. I just look at him because why would I tell you my age, random person?
He begins telling me that I should get in the van to go to church with him. I can see another person sitting in the dark back of the van. I can't really see him but I can tell he's looking at me. The driver then begins to insist that I get in the van so he can save my soul.
Right when he starts to open the door and I start easing back to run, the bus pulls up behind him blowing its horn at him. He slams his palms on the steering wheel and speeds off as I'm running to jump on the bus.
I tell the driver what happened and he drops me off right in front of my house and wait till I run inside.
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Stories Of Halloween 2017
Short StoryThe 31 days of Halloween! I'll be posting a story every day in October. (Mature just in case) By the way, these stories are all TRUE. The first book I've ever completed. "Big Book Of...Stuff" will probably be next.
