We’ve all had those moments in life where we are terrified. Sometimes it’s really brief. Sometimes it is a long lasting impression. Sometimes it goes so far as being called to the light!
Fear is a deep rooted survival instinct. That natural fear we get when we (or those we’re close to) are in danger is only natural. We live in a different world now from those prehistoric days but that instinct never leaves you. Considering this gave me cause to think of my scariest experience. Like most traumatising events this took place when I was a child.
I travelled a lot as a youngster. My parents toured craft fairs all over the country as part of their business. This allowed my to explore so many weird and wonderful places. My elder brother and I (he is two years older than me) would typically venture off, especially if there were woods or parks at the fair.
This one time we were in the north of England. As always we were rambling through a nearby forest, no doubt playing soldiers, superheroes or some other game where someone needed our help. We had wandered further than we had intended but we still knew how to find our way back to our parents. We weren’t lost. I doubt we even looked lost because we were leaping about as care free little kids do. All was fine and well. The sun was high. It was a beautiful day and our imaginations had ran riot. That was until a van pulled up beside us. A man in his mid forties leaned out.
“Are you lost?” he asked.
“No,” my brother answered for us.
“Where are your parents?”
That was when we started to walk away. The man was very insistent. He pulled up alongside us.
“Get in. I can take you back.”
What are some of your scariest experiences?
Well, there was not a chance in Hell that was happening. We tried to be polite at first with him since he was an adult but he kept demanding we got into his van. We weren’t too far from the craft fair. We both took off into the forest again before he could out of his vehicle.
As a child this was just a tale of being chased off by a grown up but as an adult it takes on a whole new meaning and it becomes one of my scariest experiences. When I think of what might have happened it makes me shudder. It could have been he was just concerned to see two kids rambling about without parents. We were like Hansel and Gretel a lot of the time. He was very insistent though and aggressive enough to cause is to dash off. That was caused by that deep rooted fear I mentioned earlier. I guess despite the different lives we lead now it still has its uses.
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