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>Born at the start of the 80s, used to play in the street outside all the time.
>It's late afternoon one time and I'm by myself. Imagination is good and never minded playing by myself.
>Be in the street on my scooter or somesuch. Live on a long L shaped street, right on the edge of the rounded corner.
>Look down to the far end of the street, see a car coming.
>No biggie, not a main street. Continue playing. 
>The car is still coming. Sigh, realizing I'll have to stop playing to get out of the way.
>Car looks like it's sped up. Can see it's an older brown station wagon.
>Driver floors it now, car speeding directly at me.
>Can see the driver is a bald, haggard looking old man laughing maniacally.
>Run out of the street as the car screeches through the turn and speeds off.
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A couple years later
>In grocery store with mom.
>Standing around the meat department. Mom goes into the frozen section to get stuff.
>By myself, standing still next to our shopping cart and staring off into space or whatever.
>Store is not super busy, but still kinda crowded.
>Woman employee comes out of the back pushing a tall cart. She looks a little run down, skin is rough and dull, she's probably late middle age.
>Pushing cart one way, she looks over and sees me. Her face lights up and her mouth splits into a too wide grin.
>Turns and starts running towards me, as if to run me over with the tall cart.
>Everyone else seems to fade into blurry NPCs and my surroundings get fuzzy.
>Frozen in fear, the woman charging me, laughing silently.
>Mom comes back and puts frozen stuff in our cart. Woman turns and pushes tall cart down another aisle.
>Never saw her before or again.
human
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Several years later.
>Leave bedroom to go downstairs. Alone at home.
>Turn corner and pass parents' bedroom. Crib is set up at foot of their bed for when sister's baby is born in a few weeks.
>Passing by and starting down the stairs, see an older bald man in black standing over the crib a looking into it.
>Get to the bottom and process what I saw. Too scared to immediately go back and look.
>Finally go back up and look but, of course, no one is there.
Was also almost kidnapped once by a dude with an 80s 'stache and a blonde permed woman in a purple Corvette, but that wasn't very weird for the times.