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When I was 7 in 1977, we lived in Okalahoma City. I was playing Barbie's in the Jeep Land Cruiser around dusk and a man approached the vehicle and said he "had presents for me in his car parked right over there". I told him to go get my mom and started to honk the horn, rolled up the window locked the doors and layed on the horn... he left. My mom yelled out the window to stop playing in the car. Then when I was 16 now living in Toluca Lake, CA. I had a horrible experience when a guy climbed in my window while I was sleeping, he said he had a gun. By the grace of God he ended up leaving with out anyone being hurt. I don't know if he was ever caught. Funny thing is the cops scolded me for telling him "I think you need to leave". I gues they thought I should have been submissive as not to get hurt. I think it is a control/power thing with preditors. The reality of this issue is always in the back of my mind and I have since become, some would say paranoid. My husband doesn't understand my constant concern to have all the windows shut and locked even in the sweltering summer nights.

Glad you 'survived' these ordeals! I've pinged a cop to this thread to help us, hope he's on ;)

I had a terrible incident at 12, beside's the umpteen 'flashings' when I was a kid...the news, yes I even listened to it on my transistor back when , of hearing several boys were murdered here (infamous case)
and also hearing of 9 children being kidnapped and found decapitated etc. lead me to good instincts, because my mother's advice then was run ;)

But remember Silence is not golden in this case! Scream! Scream! Scream!