A Lesson To Remember
“When I was around six years old, my family and I were just leaving the supermarket. I was begging my mom for some candy. By the time we left, I didn’t get any. So I threw a huge fit. I started stomping and crying at the exit and threatened my mom that I wouldn’t leave without getting the candy. She said, “Fine, stay here then.” She left me by myself at the exit to teach me a lesson.
This made me cry and scream even louder. As she was getting closer to the car, a man approached me. He just said these simple words: “Get in my van boy, we will catch her.” I stopped crying immediately, as I knew what stranger danger was by then. I just looked at the guy and knew that something bad was going to happen.
My mom quickly rushes back, grabs my hand, and yanks me away. She didn’t say a word to the man, but she gave him a dirty look. Needless to say, I was quiet the whole ride back home. I’m not sure what would have happened if my mom had decided to pack the groceries before she came back to get me from my little fit.”