Stranger Danger

Back in middle school, I was walking home from the park with a friend when a white van pulled over.

The window rolled down, revealing two men. "Hey, girls. Do you know where Home Depot is?"

"Sorry," I replied, oblivious. "I'm no good with directions."

"Does your friend know?"

"No, I don't," she replied.

"Guess we'll just find it ourselves." The windows rolled back up. They drove off.

"That was scary." My friend squeezed my arm. "Mom says that's how kidnappers lure children in. They ask a question, get the kid to move closer to the car, then grab them."