knotsnappy
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Post by knotsnappy on Apr 2, 2016 12:34:26 GMT -6
A few years ago, probably about four, my sister, my mom, and I decided to go to Frisch's to get some breakfast.
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Back then, I would always eat at the breakfast bar where I could get whatever I want, but around two years ago I started only going for lunch and get grilled cheese along with some vegetable soup. So, as usual, we all three ordered the breakfast bar. We went up, got our food, sat back down, and then ate like normal. I don't remember how this started, but eventually before we left we ended up at this other guy's booth. We knew nothing about him, and even if we did my mom showed no interest in dating as when this all occurred she had still been married. This situation was very awkward for all of us after he began talking to her as if he was flirting. He got up and hinted that he had to leave. Before he left, he gave my mom his phone number and I think maybe even a social media account name of his. We weren't even sure when we left the building and drove home if this guy was following us or not.
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Sometime last year, my mom walked into Kroger while my sister and I stayed in the car. Yes, I am young, but I was only coming with her because we had been doing random fun stuff all day and it would just be stupid to leave me home to go to the grocery store, so this would save us a lot of time. When we pulled into the parking lot, it was nearly full, so we had to park next to this eerie looking truck. In the bed of the truck was some blue, human-sized bag. All three of us came up with the theory that this guy next to us had bodies in his truck. Right before my mom came out of the store, we noticed two people walking towards the truck. One was an elderly woman, one was a familiar man that seemed to be her son. Neither me nor my sister could tell who this man was, but we both recognized him. As the man and woman reached for the doors, my mom came back and did the same. Eventually before we both left, my mom suddenly remembered who this man was but did not tell my sister and I. I thought this was ignorant of her, but she started talking to this guy anyways. This gave me bad anxiety as after just a minute of seeing him I was already terrified of him. The guy was getting very close to my mom, and I could tell she was uncomfortable. She backed away and started helping him load his groceries into his truck. At the same time, she was loading her groceries into our car. My mom opened up the trunk and looked at my sister.
"Come help with the groceries, Kristen," she said sternly, "now."
My sister was terrified and denied my mom's demand, staying in the car as she shut the trunk lid. She talked to the man for another few seconds before he got into his truck, but did not pull out. As we left, we noticed he pulled out as soon as we finished, making sure he was right behind us. I think he might have followed us for a short amount of time before breaking off into a different direction because when we pulled into our driveway we did not see him anywhere, although we didn't check much, only ran into our condo. I really hope I don't see this guy again, but I have a feeling I might soon. If I do, I'll be sure to leave a reply to my thread and say if I do. If you read this, thanks for taking the time to. Everything that happened in this story is true, so I hope that you will be aware of the strange people that you may already know, and just not know they are strange.
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EDIT: My mom did tell us on the way home that this was the guy from Frisch's. That's why I included everything under the second image. The first picture's link is broken, so you have to copy the whole thing. Clicking on it gives you an error. You must include: 's%20Big%20Boy.jpg
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