I find myself thinking back to a time when I was a young child, maybe 8ish years old. I was out riding on my bike on our street and I went up into a small cul de sac where there was about 2 houses at the top end. I’d ride there regularly and have never seen anyone around before, I thought it was old people living there it was so quiet.
anyway, this day I rode up there as usual and a man (youngish, ginger, rough/unshaven) came out of one of the houses and started aggressively walking towards me, I immediately felt scared so I started to ride off and he ran after me! He chased me down the cul de sac and he must have given up at the end of the road as when I turned the corner and looked behind me he wasn’t there. thankfully I lived just round the corner a few houses down so I dropped my bike on the driveway and ran into my house.
I never told my parents because I was scared I would get in trouble, I was always told never to go further than just the end of the road, and I assume going up into the cul de sac at the end of the road was too far. So I didn’t want to get told off so I never said anything.
I still wonder to this day what might have happened. Was he just going to give me a bollocking for riding my bike in the cul de sac? Or was he an inspiring child murderer?! It’s hands down the weirdest thing that ever happened to me.
So what’s the weirdest thing that happened to you?