User:-StoryTimeChildren-

I nearly jumped out of my skin. My alarm clock went off and scared the crap out of me, like it always does every morning... I was still half asleep and groggy, but managed to get myself out my comfy bed to face the challenge of the day: School. I'm thirteen year old girl, I have sea-green/blue eyes, and long brown hair. I'm a little bit short for my age, probably about an inch or two shorter than the average kid. I got ready for the day, made myself breakfast, slung my bookbag over my shoulder and started heading to school. I walk to school, as for I just moved to a new town and school is only a half mile away, so I just walk. Today, like almost all of the other winter days, was cold and cloudy. The only difference was that there was a little more fog than usual. The only noises going on were the chirp of a few morning birds and the crunch of the frosty leaves beneath my feet. I looked at my watch, and knew I was probably going to be late. Ugh... I started walking a little faster, but then stopped and turned around as a red Jeep pulled up at the curb beside me and rolled his window down. I wanted to just keep walking, for I was a bit shy, but maybe this fellow needed directions for something. So, I stayed put as he began to poke his head out. He looked like a kind person with a bit of a thin figure, fine hair, and little glasses. He then began talking in a rather hushed but friendly voice, "Excuse me, young lady?" "Um, yes sir?..." I replied with a little whisper. He gave me a little smile. "No need to be frightened dear, I was just wandering if you needed a ride to school, you're going to be late." I knew never to ride with strangers. This man did look nice enough, but I wasn't taking any chances. "N-no thank you sir..." I stammered. He then replied, "Don't worry, I'm Jake's father." Jake was a well-known kid throughout the neighborhood for being very athletic and sporty, but at the same time generous and helpful. I was taken aback at this comment, for this man looked nothing like Jake and was way too old to be anyway. Jake and I were acquaintances, not exactly friends, so the man's comment didn't really help that much. "Sir, I said I'm fine, I can walk to school." I started to get a little impatient, I was already five minutes late. The man seemed to get the hint. He heaved a frustrated sigh and said, "Suit yourself." And drove off. "That was a bit rude..." I muttered to myself. I glanced at my clock once again and realized I really had to get a move on, and started sprinting to school.

Two weeks later...

I walked home from my half-mile walk from school and stopped to look into my mailbox. I took out all of the mail and then got out my key to enter my house. I was then greeted by my mother and started rummaging through the mail, seeing if there was anything besides taxes. Apparently there was, the news. I was bored, so I decided why not look at it. There was the usual weather for the week, politics, a fundraiser for some children's program and... My heart stopped. A man was being charged for child molestation, and the man's face staring back at me was the same as the one that offered to take me to school.