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Originally Posted by PHX31
Hahaha! Holy cow! This is an amazing story on so many levels.
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That was the Reader's Digest version. It was pretty intense. Especially as a kid.
He wouldn't talk. Just pulled out a cig and asked me if I wanted a smoke, then just stared at me. And I mean stared for a long time. I'm thinking...dude, I'm a little kid? I may be nervous, but I don't want to smoke, haha(laughing now, not then)
But he didn't follow me right away, so I went into the kitchen and started nervously doing chores, hoping he would just leave. I think I was in a bit of denial.
My head was kinda spinning and I was trying to figure out what to do, how to get out. I was afraid if I ran out the back door that he would corner me in the dark in a fenced-off backyard. So I grabbed a steak knife, threw a kitchen towel over it, then walked back in front of the couch trying to talk to him, hoping I wasn't looking like I was thinking about escaping. I don't know if a kid could really look nonchalant, but I knew I watched enough tv to at least try.
After he put out a cigarette, then dropped his eyes to reach in his pocket for another one, I bolted out the front door then ran down the street a couple of blocks to my best friend's house.
It got even weirder. My best friend's mother actually worked at the Arizona State Hospital facility at 24th St and Van Buren. She called the cops(pre-911 days), then drove us back to my house to wait for PD. She couldn't help but go inside, and we followed, and as soon as she walked in she said "Mike...what are you doing here?"
After a little while-I really don't remember how long-a PD officer walked in and said "Mike, you got out again?"
It was like a family reunion.
My friend's mom, Sarah, did tell me at some point later on that Mike was physically dangerous.
Different times, man. My Ma raised us as a single mother, and worked nights as a cocktail waitress to support us. Four kids, all alone, and we only saw her on weekends, yet we never locked our doors. I honestly can't remember if we ever even had a house key.