Were you ever nearly kidnapped when you were younger?

will.i.am

When I was 12 I was outside the front of my house in the countryside. I was sitting beside a very low hedge. When I saw a car driving very slowly towards my house. It was a very distinctive car because it was a very old VW Golf. When the car got to the hedge it stopped and a man got out he was very scruff and in his 50's and he put he tried to grab me over the hedge. I quickly ran inside and got someone to come outside. By this time tough the man had driven away.
Has anybody experiences like this when they were younger?

TheBody

will.i.am wrote: »

When I was 12 I was outside the front of my house in the countryside. I was sitting beside a very low hedge. When I saw a car driving very slowly towards my house. It was a very distinctive car because it was a very old VW Golf. When the car got to the hedge it stopped and a man got out he was very scruff and in his 50's and he put he tried to grab me over the hedge. I quickly ran inside and got someone to come outside. By this time tough the man had driven away.
Has anybody experiences like this when they were younger?

Can't say I had a similar experience. Guess I wasn't as sexy as a kid as you were.

Hank Scorpio

Wouldn't say nearly but was asked to get into a car on one or two occasions by complete strangers, know a few people it happened to in the local area aswell

daddyorchips

Damn sexy kids making the rest of us feel bad

biko

Does abduction by aliens count?

Specialun

Is this why u make so much s h i t music

Mariasofia

Im not sure but I know my first name is Stephen.

wretcheddomain

will.i.am wrote: »

Has anybody experiences like this when they were younger?

No.

AnonoBoy

I tried to kidnap a milkman when I was young.

Does that count?







I f*cking hated that milkman.

fryup

i was in stephens green many years back watching a punch & judy show and some ol'fella tapped me on the shoulder and asked me ...did i want to go to a party with him??

at that time i didn't know anything about peado's and the like, but i instinctively knew that something wasn't right and i told him to p!ss off!

laoch na mona

no

now i feel left out

Nemeses

fryup wrote: »

i was in stephens green many years back watching a punch & judy show and some ol'fella tapped me on the shoulder and asked me ...did i want to go to a party with him??

at that time i didn't know anything about peado's and the like, but i instinctively knew that something wasn't right and i told him to p!ss off!

Did you actually say p!ss off or did you really say " mammy says I should never talk to strangers.. "

If not, then by god you were a rude little man!

will.i.am

Just so ye know I am not the real Will.i.am!:)

Sciprio

I was coming home from school in primary about third-fourth year. As i was walking past a junction a car stopped and a man ask me did i want sweets.

Sweets sounded nice at the time but i knew something wasn't right so i just turned and ran home.

NoQuarter

When I was a nipper myself I came out of a shop one day and some bloke had an estate car. He said he had locked himself out of his car and would I climb in the back hatch of the car and open the locks from the inside. We have been happily married ever since.

Seriously though that did happen, I knew even as a child that it wasnt right and just cycled off. Always stuck with me until this day.

Merkin

will.i.am wrote: »

Just so ye know I am not the real Will.i.am!:)

:eek:

oldyouth

Nearly got done by a kiddie fiddler who lived next door to us when I was a kid. He was NI gentry, sent to the Free State :rolleyes: to live out his days to avoid scandal. He had me in his house to help find a lost cat or something. My parents arrived in the nick of time it seems. They only told me that when I was in my 40's

General General

Definitely recall an offer of a lift when out walking with my sister, she flat out refused. I recall thinking something was 'not right'. I'd say I was 3 & she was 11.

I wish I could go back in time & find out for sure, wreaking a blood-curdling revenge for even trying, if something was 'off'.

Insect Overlord

Some ould fella tried me to get into his car when I was walking home from school. I would've been 13 or 14 at the time. He thought he'd be nice and offer me a lift because he thought I was going to walk from Limerick out to Shannon. :rolleyes:

The_Mask

Coming home from 4th or 5th class a woman in her mid 50s pulled up in a car beside me & a school friend and opened the car door. She said she worked for a major soft drinks company & asked what soft drinks we liked.. i shouted "Piss!" and told my friend to run. There had been reports of school kids being approached the previous few weeks but never heard any more of it.

King George VI

Me and my mate were walking down the street as young boys and a guy stopped in his car and said "c'mere, get in I have sweets." Me being a retard, I thought "free sweets, NICE!!!" And ran towards him. Mate grabbed me and shouted RUN AWAY YOU ****ING IDIOT.

For days after that I didn't forgive him for ruining my chance at free sweets until I copped that we nearly got nap'd.

SV

Myself and a friend were walking down the town one day when we were about 8 or 9 (Yes we went around town on our own then), was on the way to find my mother to ask her for some money as she worked in one of the shops down the main street.

Anyway we were walking down when this auld lad started staring at us walking the opposite way and my friend(who was a bit hardier than me at that age) told him to stop staring at us or he'll box the head off him. Not the smartest move now that I think about it and in fairness, what's a 9 year old kid gonna do to a full grown adult.
Thought nothing more of it 'till 5 minutes later and a van pulls up beside us, the auld lad in it and he rushes out and tries to grab me and my friend by the neck and put us in the car, a lot of kicking and punching and shouting and he eventually let go, got into the car and drove off.

Very scary experience, got a partial registration of the car and had to do give a full statement to the Gardaí about it. Nothing ever came of it as far as I'm aware.

Nemeses

I'm very glad to say no in this case.

Must be scary stuff for people to have experience something like this.

SpaceTime

And none of you thought of calling the Gardai ??

SV

SpaceTime wrote: »

And none of you thought of calling the Gardai ??

You're about 6 minutes too late

dj jarvis

Ireland must have the most useless pedos on the planet ,
becasue child abduction in Ireland is extremely rare , in fact other than the case down in cork about ten years back can anyone remember a stranger taking a kid off the street in recent memory ? ( kids in the early 80's from rathfarnham coming home from school is the last un solved one i can think of )

but according to the amount of tales here the streets are just full of kidnappers trying with no success,
so they really must be the worst at kidnapping in the world or its the most under reported crime in Ireland.

Ireland is SUPER safe for this kind of thing - but yet our closest neighbour is another story - go figure

daddyorchips

dj jarvis wrote: »

Ireland must have the most useless pedos on the planet ,
becasue child abduction in Ireland is extremely rare , in fact other than the case down in cork about ten years back can anyone remember a stranger taking a kid off the street in recent memory ? ( kids in the early 80's from rathfarnham coming home from school is the last un solved one i can think of )

but according to the amount of tales here the streets are just full of kidnappers trying with no success,
so they really must be the worst at kidnapping in the world or its the most under reported crime in Ireland.

Ireland is SUPER safe for this kind of thing - but yet our closest neighbour is another story - go figure

what would be the point in succeding, no one could afford ransom and Irish kids are to ugly to roide

dj jarvis

daddyorchips wrote: »

what would be the point in succeding, no one could afford ransom and Irish kids are to ugly to roide

i think the priests or Ireland might disagree with you :eek:

daddyorchips

dj jarvis wrote: »

i think the priests or Ireland might disagree with you :eek:

probably would actually

the_syco

biko wrote: »

aliens

I believe they're called Mexicans these days?

dj jarvis

daddyorchips wrote: »

probably would actually

well they had no problem riding kids , ugly or not

endacl

will.i.am wrote: »

Just so ye know I am not the real Will.i.am!:)

You're as real as any other...

MonkstownHoop

i feel sorry for any of the innocent people who just liked to drive around giving away free sweets

Seedy Arling

There's a saying in Galway 'nearly never shagged the sheep.'

That is all.

candycock

i was never kidnapped but i worked on the same building site as larry murphy...

dj jarvis

candycock wrote: »

i was never kidnapped but i worked on the same building site as larry murphy...

you must be seriously fugly - even your user name did not get you kidnapped

hollster2

candycock wrote: »

i was never kidnapped but i worked on the same building site as larry murphy...

Oh that just gave me the shivers how creepy! You never know what goes on inside closed doors.

will.i.am

candycock wrote: »

i was never kidnapped but i worked on the same building site as larry murphy...

I wonder what's under the concrete?

Custardpi

MonkstownHoop wrote: »

i feel sorry for any of the innocent people who just liked to drive around giving away free sweets

As someone who worked in the marketing department of Cadbury's for many years you wouldn't believe how hard the baseless paranoia of Irish kids made the task of rounding up focus groups. There I'd be in my van, cruising around the various towns & cities of Ireland to hand out free samples of our latest confections & guage reactions from our young potential customers when I'd be met with a chorus of screams & abuse from young ruffians who you'd think would have nothing but gratefulness for the largesse I was dispensing. Daily Mail madness!

Mr. Gobbledygook

Apologies in advance for the length of this post. It’s my first post on boards actually, but don't blame you if you skip it. Just thought I’d share my own story.

This happened a good few years back. It was just the beginning of the summer, I’d got my holidays from primary school the Friday of the week before.

I live just across the road from a pitch and putt course, which is built around a mental institution/hospital, known as St. Annes. I got up early enough that morning, and since the sun was shining I said I’d go out and knock a ball around for a few holes with my friend. I was only eleven or so a this stage, as I’d just finished fifth class. I knocked on my next door neighbour's door, who was my then best friend at the time, and his mam answered the door. I asked was my friend in and she said he was but that he was grounded and wasn’t going to be let out any time soon. This was a regular enough occurrence. He had three other siblings and the house was always a bit hectic.

Despite him being grounded, I still decided to go across the road by myself and onto the pitch and putt course with my clubs. I played three holes and was really enjoying the nice weather. The next hole I was going to play was at the very bottom of the course, at the bottom of a slope. The tee box so to speak was just beside a road, which never had any traffic as it just ran on towards an unused overgrown football pitch and a derelict church and building. As I was putting my tee into the rubber mat of the tee box, I heard a car come rolling up behind me and stopping off to my right about 20m or so away (the green was facing up the hill from the tee so the road was behind me). I turned and looked to the car, it was and old enough car, 88 reg, but nothing that out of the ordinary at the time as it was only 12 years old. I saw a pair of eyes look in my general direction from the rear view mirror. I could tell from the back of the persons head and from the bit I saw in the mirror that it was a man driving the car, roughly in his forties or fifties I would have guessed.

It was highly unusual for anyone to stop at this spot, as cars would never have any reason to stop here or even be there in the first place. Being slightly unnerved I quickly teed off without any practice swings and ran up the hill towards the green. I was the only one on the course at this stage, probably because it was a weekday and people were at work or something, and the flags weren’t even in the holes . I was scared to look back almost, and tried to ignore the car out of fear of making eye contact with the man. I quickly chipped my ball onto the green and putt it in. This took all of about forty seconds I’d say, from tee off, to getting the ball in. Once I picked the ball out of the hole I took a quick glance down towards where the car had been parked up on the side of the road. It was still there, yet for some reason I couldn’t tell where the driver was.

As I walked over towards another hole ( I skipped one on purpose to get a bit further away ) I could tell that there was definitely nobody in the car anymore. This unsettled me a bit more. I hadn’t even heard a door being closed or anything. The person would have nearly had to purposely close the car door very quietly in order for me not to hear it. I decided to skip another hole again and ran up to a tee box just on the other side of the hospital. I said I’d keep playing and told myself in my head to stop being paranoid and that there was probably a logical or perfectly reasonable explanation behind it all. I usually wasn’t nervous when it came to things like this, but this time something was different. The adrenaline was really pumping .

I teed off away up a bit of a hill. You couldn’t see the green from where I was because of the steep hill but I knew the ball should be roughly around the edge of it. As I got up near the top I was looking for my ball which I thought would be somewhere to the right of the green. It was nowhere to be seen. At this stage I was getting anxious and couldn’t understand where it could have gone, but wondered if it maybe just took a bad bounce or something like that. Then I heard a loud rustling in a large rather thick bush a bit to the left of the green. From behind it, appeared a man, staring at me, smiling. He looked a bad person though, you know the type, a mugshot would me shown on the news of, that kind. He didn’t make any move for me though. At this point I kind of nodded at him (in a scared yet friendly kind of way) then turned and started walking, then running across the course, clubs in hand, towards the far entrance of the hospital and across home. I didn’t look back once.

I told my parents what happened the second I got home. My dad went over to see if he could see anything or anyone. No one was out there on the course, and the car that I said had been parked up was now gone.
The following day, on the echo (cork paper), there was a story of how a man had tried to get a child into his van up by Farranree, an area not too far away, the previous evening i.e. the same day I had my own encounter. The child started shouting and the man took off, however apparently a neighbour followed in their car while alerting the gardai and he was arrested for questioning.

As far as I remember it turned out he had been wanted for a some minor offences already. I can’t help but wonder if this was the same man I saw on the course that day. Although driving an old car rather than a van, maybe not. Maybe he just went around stealing golf balls

Still creeps me out to this day when I think about it though.

Mr.Crinklewood

TheBody wrote: »

Can't say I had a similar experience. Guess I wasn't as sexy as a kid as you were.

You had, and you were.

up for anything

dj jarvis wrote: »

Ireland must have the most useless pedos on the planet ,
becasue child abduction in Ireland is extremely rare , in fact other than the case down in cork about ten years back can anyone remember a stranger taking a kid off the street in recent memory ? ( kids in the early 80's from rathfarnham coming home from school is the last un solved one i can think of )

but according to the amount of tales here the streets are just full of kidnappers trying with no success,
so they really must be the worst at kidnapping in the world or its the most under reported crime in Ireland.

Ireland is SUPER safe for this kind of thing - but yet our closest neighbour is another story - go figure

In years gone by there was a different relationship between children and parents. I think a lot of children didn't report these events to their parents out of a fear of being blamed for them happening or having their freedom curtailed because of them. My children tended to tell me just about everything (or at least they did until they reached about 14) to the point where I thought I'd really prefer not to know every little thing that upsets you in your life because I felt that upset for them too.

Yet I never told my parents that my great-uncle* (not such a great uncle to have) tried to molest me when I was about 8/9. I didn't tell them about being bullied unmercifully by mean girls when I was in 6th class. I never told them about how the chief bully and her brother nearly set my friend on fire during a 'game'. I didn't tell them about a completely different set of bullies again during 6th class - a young lad who wanted me to be his girlfriend and resorted to intimidation and violence in order to try and win my little heart. For about 6 months every time I went out, with or without my two friends he was there with his three friends. I was terrified. The entire population of the village knew this was going on but not a soul informed my parents. I also never told them about getting kidnapped when hitchhiking (never reported that to the guards either).

Equally I would imagine that the unlucky children who did accept that lift/invite to see puppies or were dragged unwilling into cars did not tell their parents either but coped and suffered in silence, and if they did tell their parents the damage limitation was carried out in secrecy and never came to the notice of the guards or if it did that they looked the other way.

For most of Ireland anything to do with sex was never spoken about so children could hardly be expected to put two and two together. You knew something was wrong and you either managed to avoid it or not. Paedophiles could operate fairly safely in the days before Ireland acknowledged that there were such people or that there was such a thing. Half the time I'd say they didn't even have to threaten a child in order to gain their silence. Silence was the the usual setting.



*That particular relative went on to try and molest my younger sister and succeeded in molesting/raping my first cousin for years. He had a huge extended family who visited him and his wife. Feck knows how many others he interfered with as well.

NuckingFacker

I know I was, twice - first time an old lad asked me for directions(I was 8) and when I told him, said "show me" - (was down a dark road, ergo, feck off ye old sod) - I ran off and he roared after me that he would get me again and I'd be sorry. Scared the crap out of me.

Second time I was playing hide and seek in a woods with my mates, I was 9, and a man grabbed me from behind as I was crouched, hiding - I kicked and fought and got away and ran for my life before he could do anything. Next day a kid down the road was abducted - I was too scared to say anything.

Now i am big and hairy, i reserve a special loathing for paedos and will happily reconfigure them whenever given the chance. There must be an awful, awful lot of the cnuts out there..

T-Maxx

A lot of things "nearly" happened to me.

Similarly a lot of things "nearly" didn't happen to me.

Don't believe everything you think.

ElvisChrist6

Not exactly nearly, but this was a bit odd.
I was walking down Parkgate Street one day when this fella, looked a bit of a tramp, with a really unusual Scottish accent mixed with something else says as I passed him:
"Young boy, do you like bourbons?"

I was a bit confused by this, especially with the accent. He then continues:

"What about Custard Cremes?"

I think they were time travelling kidnappers from the 30's!

NuckingFacker

T-Maxx wrote: »

A lot of things "nearly" happened to me.

Similarly a lot of things "nearly" didn't happen to me.

Don't believe everything you think.

Mine weren't nearly, looking back, I was damn lucky - have never forgotten either incident. There but for the grace of God...

Tiddlypeeps

When I was 6 I was walking down the street around the corner from my house with my sister who was 7 when a car pulled up beside us. There were two men in the front, the driver asked us to get into the back of the car and offered us sweets. His tone was really strange, he was kind of taking the piss out of us at the same time, was really weird. I don't remember much of what was said but one of the things that stuck with me was him saying he had a dead parrot in the car that he could show us We said no thanks and ran home. I'll never know if that was just some weirdo who's idea of a good time is winding up young girls or if we actually narrowly avoided something horrific.

major bill

The Paranoia in Ireland Mid/late 90's must have been a nightmare for perverts (Joke) ....I remember some poor lad used to watch us play football, used to give us sweets and that...he was recruiting for a football team but the neighbours were having none of it and called the police.....the team turned out to be legit and all.

It's worse now

Sir Osis of Liver.

candycock wrote: »

i was never kidnapped but i worked on the same building site as larry murphy...

Farah Noor,he of Mulhall Sisters fame was a labourer on a site I worked on.

efb

No. No-one wants a wonky eyed chubby kid

efb

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6GJyP5WwOu0