Anonymous wrote:When I was 14, a man asked if I wanted a ride home. The weather was nice and I was walking my (small) dog in my neighborhood. I obviously did not need a ride home. I was creeped out but didn’t tell anyone. I’ve always wondered if he was just a loser who hoped to mess around without forcing me, or if he planned to hurt me.
I hit submit too soon. A year later, I was standing at a bus stop and another man offered me a ride. He only asked me, not the other people who were also waiting. I said no, of course. I’ve also wondered what his plans were for me.