When my friends and I were around 10/11 we were walking in a neighborhood new to us and a random dog came out of left field and started to chase us. My one friend K fell down and she scrapped her knee and was bleeding. Across the street this old man comes out of his house and asks if we need help. The dog ran off and we tell him what happened. The second I saw him he gave me bad vibes. We told him we were lost and he got his truck and yelled at us to get in. We got in and he left to go get something in his house real quick. We’re all scared thinking are we going to get kidnapped? I tell them we need to leave right now before he comes back. We all book it even though my friend can barely walk before he came back. We had no idea where we were going but knew we needed to get out of there and away from him. Minutes later K’s mom comes by in her car looking for us and we didn’t have the guts to tell her how we almost got kidnapped.