Encounter to a Phedophile
I have never told this story to anyone. Not to a friend. Nor a family member. Well, my stepmother knew this but she didn't knew the whole story. This happened to me when I was 11 years old. I was living with my family , our only elder was my step mother who went out to do some shopping . I was skipping school and everyone else was mostly asleep. A few of my relatives stayed over for a few days, which is quite relief. Others are probably at school or some after school sleeping to rest. I don't remeber clearly who was in home and the timing of everything. As for skipping school I am a rebel and a bullied child. I had my reasons. My older siblings, big brothers and sister were not here as they were living separately. My dad was very busy at work those days and comes rarely home. Anyways I was making some experiment food, I was trying to make a pizza. I was quite confident of it while I was making it. I was happy to be home than going to that hell hole of a excuse to study. Than that happened , and now I wish I was at school. Two people came into the house. They were wearing uniforms and had a file and a pencil with them. I am not sure if they were real workers are not to this day. The man was tall and slim, tall too about at his first 40s. Woman also looked the same age and she was wearing a hijab and she was also good shaped slim woman. They were looking for a adult to get some information about something. As I was a kid who did not care for adult things I don't remember that either. But I made a mistake. I told them that there were no adults available. Which caused the whole creepiness. They started to stay I am pretty and the man starred at me. I was pretending to look after my pizza but even in that age I knew something was odd, I felt his intensive presence even when I do not look at him. They did not knew my sharing room had people there, asleep. The door was doored probably why. But my step mom left the door of her room and my dad's. They said a few things I did not to listen to as I felt very uneasy and sickening because I am very anti social and I hated strangers. Bad part is they are in my home. When I finally look at the man I saw his face, he had red eyes like he was high on something. Even as a kid I knew when I saw them because one of aunt's husbands comes high on drugs frequently when his sons stays overs. I knew "those " people. "Your alone in home?" He asked "Your cooking eh?"then he looked more intense "When will your mother be back?" Well now I was definately afraid and knew they were not good people. I was too fast to assume this but if they are good and on job workers they should leave the minute I said no adults are in my home. I was so afraid I turned around and I heard his foot steps coming closer behind me. I was about to run into my room until the woman called him. Yes the woman I totally forgot about her while I was trying to distract myself from the middle aged man who was saying werid things to me and asking very suspicious questions. I waited as he walked away, his foot steps fading away. But I was not feeling alright yet. I was staring at my almost burning mini pizza. I swear I was standing there for about five minutes. Than I look back to see no one around me and I heard nothing. But I saw my stepmums room slightly open. As I got closer I heard people talking. I came in to see two of them lying on bed smoking, whatever that makes them high and they looked alot different than before. They had red eyes and lose body movements. "Come here" the woman said blowing her smoke. I was confused but I was acting my best to not ever show my emotions. I was smiling and trying to say something but I could not. Remember when I said my relatives are here and it was a relief . Yes, my cousin came in , he was also living with us and he regularly comes in and out . Anyways he did not see them as I was coming out from the room as soon as he came. They saw him and probably they wanted me to cover them too. Which I idiotically did. My cousin went straight into my shared room. So I came out and stayed by the kitchen. And after a few minutes , they left in a hurry acting all professional and constantly walked away. I saw the man look at me one last time, I saw him , he did not had a face of a geninue man. Or a worker on his job. And the woman, she was the same expect she did acted well and hided her creepiness more. He did not smile or either look angry, maybe he wanted to take one good look at me. I just threw away the pizza I made and sat in the kitchen for a hour. Thinking about what just happened. I had alot of questions. Why did they waited around? What did they want? Why were they so comfortable in some one else home? And why did they seem so interested in me? Well, my stepmother came and I immetiately told her some one came. And everything else expect what they said or acted around me. I did tell her about the room and she got extremely upset. I did not knew why she got so upset over her room that time. But some how after years I knew what sex was and all other things. I actually knew child predators exist when I was 18. My step mom was upset because she knew they were dangerous and some what maybe had the same thought I had in her mind too. We never spoke of it again. Mostly because they never touched me. And nothing happened. But what if? I can't. I can't think of it. I still remember his face. I didnt clearly see the woman so . But the man I will know even if I see him now. I am sure they are not geniune people , I do not know who they are to this day. I would not say lets not meet again. If we did , I will also give that person a face to never forget. I am not that genuine either.